The Birthday Wall (Children)

In Daddy's bedroom down the hall, there's a special place, The Birthday Wall. Every year about this time, he hugs me then he draws my line. We look at where I used to be when I was small and only three. Much higher, then, the one for four, then five, then six, and now one more. On the wall two names I see, my little sister's, then there's me. Sissy's line comes to my nose. To look at mine, she's on tiptoes. Sometimes when I am feeling small, I go down to see The Birthday Wall to see how big I'll be next time Daddy hugs me and he draws my line.