twirling on tiptoe.

In evening light,
Within colourful clouds,
This angel dances at ease,
No worries, no fears,
her very care to please,
Freely twirling on tiptoe,
Her hands up in the air,
How wonderful life is,
Looking down,
from way up there,
Green grass flows,
As flowers grow,
Colours of joy abound,
Her glimmering wings,
perfection,
astound,
Fluttering up and down,
As stars fill up the darkest sky,
A twinkle within her eyes,
With glee,
Her heart beats so free,
Completely content is she,
Singing in loving song,
From her moving soul,
To cherish and protect,
Her very role,
Sprinkling of magic dust,
That falls,
upon sleepy eye's,
Planting sweet dreams,
Until the beautiful morning sunrise.