her sister's boots

wake up at 7 am to the sound
as she runs
down the hall calling her name,
iyee iyee
day started in adoration,
and all through the morning
trailing in awe,
they play;
and she will laugh at her every
joke and repeat every
word and they will look
and laugh, run down
the hall, jump on the
bed,
blocks, books,
crayons,
kisses, held
fingers and thumbs,
then off and away
in
her sister's
boots,
she's just like
Lily today.