Uncontrollable Feeling
Her attitude.
Her Grace.
The outlook on life for her is like a dove.
It will slowly fly by,
peacefully, and
controllably.
Her beautiful face.
She has potential to be successful.
God watches as his creation
grows up.
He gets a tear in his eye.
The universe cries out to her,
Kayli, Kayli, Kayli.
I adore her so greatly.
Her will and spirit to live,
rings out through the heavens.
For I too get a tear in my eye.
Kayli, Kayli, Kayli.
Dedication to my sister!
Copyright © Tayler Malark | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment