One day in a hospital,
there was a special cry.
This baby had been born to earth,
and her name was Skye.
She came from a loving family,
one that would take care of her.
She grew up so fast and matured,
it all looked like a blur.
She went to church and praised the Lord,
listened to Him and would abide.
Her love for Him was overwhelming,
the devil had to hide.
Skye, I love you very much,
more than words could say.
Maybe you won’t understand,
but I’ll write you this poem anyway.
Don’t forget that you are good,
your such an amazing sis.
To all your siblings and don’t forget,
your such an amazing gift.
I love you Skye.