Kate

Guest Blogger and Poet Ellen:

Kate
By: Ellen Wisner

When I met her
She was not yet two
Laying in her crib, oh so peacefully
Like a new born cat
Listening to the tiny snuffles
I felt comforted
As the bed welcomes me with open arms
I become drowsy and drift to sleep

When the sun says “Hello!” to the world
She wakes up
My heart starts fluttering
We play dress up and school
Her giggles are beautiful songs
As time passes, the baby girl has grown

No more does she want
Anything to do with me
That was the most dreadful day
When she put me on her
Shelf with all of the
Other misfit and forgotten toys
They say” Don’t worry! She’ll come around.”

Ever to this day
I’ve been waiting for her
To come back and play with me
No luck so far
I’ll have to keep dreaming