Isabella

Dedicated to Isabella 

The wind howls on my hair

And it halts on my sunglasses

My eyes are open

Though I've gotten little sleep

My legs still carry me

She has chestnut hair 

And her eyes shine in the dark

She's smiled a little

Showing her pearly whites

She's a sleeping beauty

And slumbers a dozen days away

Her mind is frail

Though darkness is all she's seen

She's in possession of a kind heart

And an enduring spirit 

Her smile seems to make i through it all

She speaks softly as a mother

And the voice

Of the sleeping beauty 

Echos in the howling wind

Keeping my eyes open