Literature
Morgan
She is an angel undercover,
Who dances in the rain,
A smile on her face,
A song in her heart.
She is a fariy in secret,
Who sleeps in the sun,
Grass tickling her back,
Wind nuzzling her face.
She is a vampire at midnight,
Who hides under the moon,
Warm blood on her lips,
Cool breeze in her hair.
But most of all she is my sister,
Who stands by my side,
Her head held high,
Her words forever strong.