Poems about my family.

Aurora... (My 3-year-old sister...)

For such a young age...

Such a windstorm you are...

Intelligent beyond many young ones...

Such talent... Such a comedy you are...

Your little laugh is encouraging... Reassures me that there is still an innocence to this world...

Your little smile, such pure gold... 

Every Shirley temple curl... 

Every little step you take... you took into my heart...

You took a piece of my heart and kept it...

I wouldn't label you a thief for it, my little love...

You may be a windstorm, yet you are a delight...

A loving little girl...

One that I will cherish for as long as I live...