A Poem to me from my "little sis"

A birthday poem for Jada: The quiet mountain whispers in the night. Gentle breezes over candlelight. Flames crisp and crackle smell of serene, brisk warmth. Shadow trees under sunlit dawn. Jada E-Patrice the roots go so deep and thick. So, so precious with her mother's eyes and her Father's strength. Happy Birthday Big Sis.

Author: Stephanie Tompkins