Ruby
She jumps up and down red curls bouncing
Gamma! i dancing!
Her giggles echo as she spins in circles
Ruby silly! she shouts.
In her world gravity is optional
as she climbs fearlessly in the playground.
Every puddle is an invitation to barefoot dancing
and even when she slips, she laughs.
A little firecracker
wild spirit ablaze,
child of my child
light of my world.
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Gravity is optional; I love that!
“child of my child”–what could be more wondrous! A lovely poem–well done, stefani!