The Sister
A carefree soul
With a busy mind;
A gentle heart
Trapped in a little girl.
Smiles fill her face
And laughter fills her air,
As she wanders aimlessly
Through her days.
Four golden hearts
Surrounding her life
She doesn't hace a worry
To fret her mind about.
She gracefully walks the walk
And sweetly talks the talk,
Only to do
Whats expected.
She's a colouring book,
Coloured outside the lines.
She's a unique soul;
Too unique for ones heart.
Sometimes she bares the weight
Of the world on her shoulderss,
Only to have a strong back;
Unable to break.
This little girl
Is in the center of her world,
Nothing can bring her down;
Not even a crumbling world.