Her name is Holly,
She looks like a dolly,
Her smile fills the room.
Always a fighter,
Always so brave
She can Always seem
To crack a smile on her face.
She is quite cheeky,
Just like her brothers.
She's going to kick some cancers ass,
She is determined,
She is strong.
Our beautiful little Holly
Long Locks or not,
One smile from her
Fills us with warmth.
She'll keep us all going,
Rushing on our feet,
There is no rest.
Just like her brothers,
Always on the go.
Doesn't want to take a rest,
Or go slow.
She sees a world that she must conquer,
Nothing will stop her,
She's always on the ball.
One minute she's sat here,
The next she is gone.
Oh dear, Where has our little Holly gone?
Look behind the sofa,
LOok behind the door.
Oh there she is, hiding in the covers.
Peek a book, it's time for bed
But she shakes her little head.
There is our Holly,
Her eyes are so blue
As she looks at you.
Her eyes filled with mischief,
A grin on her face.
Our little Holly is up to something.
She is so little ,
So innocent inside.
She looks with wonder,
She laughs with joy.
Nothing can change her,
No not the world.
Because she is our Holly,
She's a fighter within.
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Poetry Collection : Volume 1
PoetryI have decided to put my poems into one place so that it is much easier to find and read. These poems can vary between sad, happy to death and being alive. They can relate to life problems such as depression and health issues but they can also rela...
