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!
Categories:
controllably, family
Form: Free verse