Between the two of them, they are cream and pink and black and golden all over.
They are pieces of my heart, glowing with pride.
Between the two of them, they are piggy-tailed and braided and lycra'd into readiness.
They are melting into big girls. Fading from toddlers and preschoolers into ballerinas.
Between the two of them are bundles of nerves and excitement, uncertainty and comfort.
They are quivering blooms on floating winds, twisting and rising unexpectedly.
They are quivering blooms on floating winds, twisting and rising unexpectedly.
Between the two of them, they prance and stretch and spin and laugh.
They are matching feathered birds.
Between the two of them are those pieces of my heart, stretched and swollen and aching around the edges.
With love, of course. And that bittersweet tang of watching them grow.
So, achingly beautiful, Sarah! (Also, it is so jarring to look at Lauren in the first picture and compare it with her photo in the header -- she's such a big girl now!)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness I love it! I hope that Mia is having a better time this year!
ReplyDeleteThey are so beautiful!!!
ReplyDeleteThis brings tears to my eyes. My two ballerinas each grew up to be Snow Queens. Seeing your two ballerinas makes me smile!
ReplyDeleteLoved this!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, as usual. And oh my goodness Lauren is such a big girl now!
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