Sister, what were you thinking that day
A teenage girl with a little swag On display
With a country stance like you could care less
When you had probably just hung all those clothes on the fence
You were standing close to where you loved to be
By the southeast corner close to the walnut tree
You were timid inside but you exuded confidence
As the oldest, I’m sure it was your only defense
Sister what a beautiful girl you were that day
I think I’ll always remember you this way
Long hair hanging down shirt tucked in what a
Kodak moment
No wonder Mama couldn’t resist grabbing her brownie camera and snapping it
