All in red and a round apple she bites,
fruit of the spirit - patience, kindness and peace she brings.
A twinkle of compassion, a dash of understanding,
a winning formula of study sisters we are made.
Tears we shed, heartbreaks we found,
Should they define us? Or like the evening wind they shall pass?
Giggle, wink, and... sneeze!
Smile, laughter and a good time ring around us,
Pour it into our hearts, spread it into the wind, rich is this blessing of abundance!