Allyson

 I can't help but notice her smile.
The one that lights up my frown.
Most days I can't bring myself to listen to her advice.
Though I know it's the best I'll ever hear.


She knows the story of my life.
And she hears my cries for help.
I can't believe she's still here supporting my life song.
I wish I could be there more.


There is this girl that flutters her eyelashes like the wind.
Every tear that falls from her face is replaced with a million smiles later.
I'm sad I missed her elementary school years.
He strength would have gotten me laughing through.


I love how sentimental she is able to be.
She pulls me onto the front of the roller coaster.
Then brings my hands up as we embrace the ups and downs.
With her words I look to her for more.


This one girl in my life is always there.
She's been there through every thunderstorm and every sunrise.
I never need to fear.
After the sourness, she'll be the sweetness in my soul.


I've never written for this girl.
But this is my new piece of work to express.
I hope that when she reads this she'll let me in more.
I hope that when we knit sweaters later in life.


I pray that this girl and I are found side by side.
When we are 80+ and old and gray, I have a silent wish.
Our children will walk in on us watching a movie from the night before.
Our eyes will be closed, and we'll be dancing to Taylor Swift in heaven.


I have this vision.
Me, and my soul sister are sitting on a cloud.
Watching our children, and great grandchildren laughing and playing.
We'll hold our childhood pets, and praise God that we lived that rollercoaster rider dream.


Allyson, and Kellie.
Peanut Butter, and Jelly.
Honey, and Lemons.
Mosey, and Gracie.
Roller coaster, and roller coaster seat.
I love you, and I love you too.