My little sister

October 15, 2015

My dear little sister;

So sweet and loving,

So kind and caring.

Someone should kiss her.

She holds her unicorn;

The sweet little painting,

With the night sky a'setting.

I'm glad she was born.

She's a sweet little thing;

With her stripes and her spots,

And the sleeves with the dots.

She's a bright filled being.

She laughs with me so,

It would make my heart ache,

To not spoil her with cake,

As in her hair I put a bow.

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