Always Remembering Eloise [Not My Poem]

[Jinxxed]

Again not my poem, but a favourite from a book I read, it's kinda sad


Always Remembering Eloise


I felt her like a bag of tricks,
One perfect somersaulting laugh,
I marvelled as her tiny heart,
Beat brightly on the photograph.

I waited for her to appear,
Part best-beloved, part enemy,
Not my flesh but of my blood,
My baby sister yet to be.

I never got to hear her cry,
Or stick a plaster on her knee,
Play scary monsters in the dark,
Or beat her at Monopoly.

Her absence feels solid as an oak,
The 'might have beens' it's fragile leaves,
Which tumble gently to the ground,
Always remembering Eloise...

[Janumz]

Aww.. that's sad ;'(

Great find though

[-x-Kerrianne-x-]

Im so touched!

[Jinxxed]

Thanks for the comments

[-x-Kerrianne-x-]

You deserve them!