Treasure Island

Scott Stanley Davis

(Indianapolis, Indiana)

Little One In The Middle One

I know a little girl that is very dear; A soon as she was born, she loved her mother much more that anyone she would warn; She has a smile that shines, and eyes that are so kind; She leads her friends to good events and shares her heart’s treasures that is about laughter, and a good book with a chapter; she likes always being together, but not in any cold weather; She is not big, she is not tall, she is not the oldest, she is not the youngest, she is little, she is not brittle, and she can play the fiddle; but she is in the middle, and has what very few have, a pure heart that loves noncommittal.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 27, 2013
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This is about my granddaughter, she is a middle child and loves so much, and is sometimes over looked because of the oldest one or the youngest one, all 3 are girls of there mother, my daughter:

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