Smol in stature but immeasurable in heart,
her kindness an imprint
from her soul’s beacon.
Though she struggles with her own mind,
as I have too.
I am a tree planted from the seeds of her empathy.
Her humour is sharper than the tastiest cheddar
and just as cheesy at times.
Yet I cherish every bite.
She sings smoothly, an angel’s song
transmuted through finite human ears.
A melody I know by heart.
Her name means prayer,
and the universe has answered.