Sunday, September 7, 2008

The sisters

Summer sounds, light laughter,
sweet smell of green grass.
A little girls voice,
cheers learned just yesterday.
Pom poms and uniforms.
No more soccer games.
It's cheerleader dreams for now.


What thoughts fly inside the mind


of such a pretty girl?


How many dreams will come true?


Let me hold your hand,


let me walk with you,


Be my sunshine.


Proud grandma!

1 comment:

Carolyn said...

Such sweet words!

I'm glad y'all have caught the football fever!!