She’s sweetness mixed with chaos

 She’s sweetness mixed with chaos

she’s spinning
she’s jumping
she’s climbing

like her body moves faster
than her thoughts

one minute she’s curled up on me
soft and sweet
like she needs me

and the next…
she’s running through the house
turning everything into her playground

she’s messy hair
dirty hands
and a heart that feels everything

she’s laughter that comes out loud
and tears that come just as fast

she doesn’t slow down
she doesn’t sit still

and honestly…
i hope she never does

because in all that chaos

is the sweetest kind of life

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