Airport cherubs

Cold blue tile is the foundation from which two children build their world. This airport has seen thousands upon thousands of feet touching its ground, but their travel-weary weight is erased as toddlers run, screaming joyfully, over top. Laughter bubbles from their tiny pink lips, and I find I can’t help but join in. Snow-blond hair and a green dino hoodie. These are the hallmarks of those who herald cheer into the world, though they’re not yet conscious of anything but their next step forward. Hold tight to your vibrant visions of castles and ships for as long as you can, little ones. Your light is precious. May it not be fleeting.