For My Sister, Mosquitos, and Skiing

My beloved sister, people come and go Sadly it’s a part of life But hold onto those who are there for you Not ones that are like mosquitos. Sticking to you only to suck out your happiness, Leaving you with an itchy bump Wondering why? So keep dreaming, Write your songs Sing your heart out On life’s stage And don’t let them put you into a cage Because you’re a lion and you were meant to roar. This is your life Your mountain to climb up and then ski down letting your success carry you down the slope. I love you sis. I’ll be home soon.