My Little....

January 7, 2011

Vast, full of hardships
Words that are symbolic to life and bliss
Its tough to go through
But im with you little sis

Rained, at times no sun
Bickering how your curly tresses should be
Follow me through the vines
Attempting as my little sissy

Forest, it never ends
You, an athlete, I, a bit more sexy
Trees block our path
Who cares, so what little Lexi

Memories, forever and always
Pics with cups, weird faces, its so much fun
Like bright leaves falling on my soul
Guess what, I love you my little sun

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