She walks down streets while love goes in and out of fashion
an invisible halo above her head wearing size six inch red stilettoes
the smallest of mini skirts shorter than all the sixties put together
and sings punk rock Christmas carols while checking out her lipstick in the mirror
she is your sister, potential mother, and the best friend someone ever had
will pray for you and dream and make wishes
share all she has in the way of fashion tips out of magazines
and she strides down pavements confidently while love goes in and out of fashion.