We do squats,
hops,
and raise our hands—
forefingers pointing up to Jesus,
closing our eyes
and letting His spirit move us.

She loves R&B,
songs that pour from the soul
through the heart.

Her smile shapes my own—
my heart spilling over.
Joy.

Random fits of joy—
because she is joy,
and I will cultivate the safety she needs
so she knows that about herself—
through mirroring,
and never being too busy
to smile,
play,
and dance.

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