Time Flies Fast
Where is the little girl,
Who giggled and smiled?
Playing with toys,
While driving me wild.
Where is the child,
Who laughed every day?
And made me feel loved,
In every way.
Where is the baby,
Who looked up to me?
I was her friend,
Wondering what she would be.
This child is now a woman,
Beautiful, and truly smart
Growing up before my eyes,
My sister with a loving heart.
Copyright © Dominique Phelps | Year Posted 2018
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