Hey little girl with the fancy hair
What are you doing in that tree way up there?
You’re dressed for the wedding with frills and lace,
What a paradox you are in this particular place.
In my mind I see you as a “girly” girl
With ribbons and bows and your hair all in curls.
But it’s ok to like spiders and snakes
And insects and bugs are ok in their place.
So climb high and follow your own path to be
Anything that your mind can conceive.
You are special and loved just as you are
My dear little Kelsie, reach for the stars!
Lynn Radke August 16,2012