Middle Child
Middle Child
Born in the middle it was plain to see,
she was the best and he was the king.
I was great too, but no one could see,
cause she was the oldest and he was the king.
I was there too, but you would not know,
she was the greatest and he stole the show.
She was so pretty and he was so smart,
how would I ever know my part?
No part for me as I could see;
She was the best and he was the king.
They grew up and I did too;
still in the middle and between the two.
In the middle, I found my part,
loving my siblings with all my heart.
She is the best and he is the king,
I am just happy being me!
Copyright © Lisa Miner | Year Posted 2018
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