My sister is a hero

H-E-R-O

when we see that word we often think.

Gosh, they're great, and not like me.

But anyone could be.

The girl was eight.

The toddler was three.

It was a cool November,

with a dog and a pool.

It all went wrong.

The three you year old little girl,

Oh so good at climbing,

Climbed over the rail.

The puppy was overenthusiastic,

as puppies tend to be.

He was stealing the eight-year old’s jacket,

Her only defense against the cold.

From behind she hears a slash,

The toddler had jumped in with a crash.

The little girl wouldn’t swim,

and the ice was so thin.

So the eight-year-old,

She didn’t even think,

She jumped in as well,

surrendering her jacket.

She pulled the three-year-old out.

They get inside,

freezing cold.

Wrapped into blankets,

and warm baths.

Both girls were safe at last.