“On a cold winters night, she stands there in the middle of the forest. Her hair as black as the night sky, swaying in breeze. Her voice as sweet as your favorite candy, while singing the woodland a lullaby. And once their all asleep, she swiftly falls onto the ground, sleeping, waiting for morning to arrive.”

This beauty paragraph was written by my 11 year old sister for one of her English assignments last week. This girl has got some power full talent with putting thoughts to pen and then to paper. She has written several poems, even has her own Poetry website set up that I enjoy looking at every now and then. I don’t know where she got it from, she is a very unique person in many ways. I have to say that I’m impressed enough by this paragraph that I had to post it here, bragging rights, you know!