I love it,
The playfulness her eyes can all but try to hide.
The sound of her smile, yes I don't know how that's possible but it's most definitely not a lie.
Her black curly curly C U R L Y locks
- all of them constricted on her head,
Making her look, if possible even more adorable.
The naughtiness she cooks up is inconceivable.
- Inconceivably amusing.
Her breathtaking smile always contagious.
Her eyes always T W I N K L I N G.
Her laugh always LINGERING.
I love it,
Her cuteness.
I love her,
My sister
- from another mister,
yes I know,
But it gives our family a unique sort of glow.
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A Poet's Random Notes
PoetryThis is my book take a look. It's nothing special but that's my opinion to you. What have you got to lose? This is random poems I do on random days, so please mind my delay at times. love, hate, misery, joy, confusion, all summed up- all enclosed i...
