Her class at school has been talking about and writing poems for the past few weeks, so she sat down and wrote this one last night ~
My dad, my dad I see him everyday.
My dad, my dad I love him everyday.
My mom, my mom I see her everyday.
My mom, my mom I love her everyday.
My brother, my brother I see him everyday.
My brother, my brother I love him everyday.
My sister, my sister I see her in my heart.
My sister, my sister I love her with all my heart.
My heart literally melted as she was reading her sweet poem. I know she could see in my eyes how much I loved it. I scooped her up in a great big hug and told her so; then she asked me, "Do you think Sissy has curly hair or straight hair?" I told her I was pretty sure it was just like hers...