Undignified Bliss

She stands in the center of a stone balcony,
Chubby baby fingers extended to the heavens.
Eyes closed,
Face tilted upwards,
Laughing at the tickling raindrops.
Slowly spinning about,
Arms outstretched,
Eyes squeezed tight in glorious bliss,
Until her legs give way.
She lands with a splash in a mounting puddle.
Eyes spring open with a start,
Revealing naught but pristine blue.
Wide open hands slap the water's surface.
A bit of it sprays her face.
Her head jolts back slightly
As her pudgy lips purse in shock
That melts into gargling peppered with giggles.
She glances down to discover knees and toes.
Voices are heard in the distance,
But she finds toe wiggling far more interesting.
A gloved hand reaches down to take hers,
Pulling her to her feet.
Another hand tries in vain to smooth the drenched satin.
They walk away.
One with stately step,
The other stuttered,
Leaving tiny footprints in the royal hall.