she sits in the middle
between her sisters
big impish grin of tiny teeth
head tilted in a sideways glance
wavy hair mussed up
silly-faced jester
heart on her sleeve
quick with affection
eager to please
fearless and stubborn
she runs ahead
one foot on the sidewalk
one on the grass
on-off-on-off-on-off
rushing to see
what’s next
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