SARAH

Sarah
Blue-eyed Sarah
Forever a child.
Forever a memory.

A dress that didn’t fit –
Hair mussed,
… Plain little face
Looking out through the years
With questions long unanswered.

You called me friend,
But a friend would not have been so cruel.

You were not half so wise as I,
You –
Who befriended loners
…And lost ones.

My life has gone on,
Fridays laughing...
Saturdays loving.

There were times when I thought it was unfair,
And many are the times I think of you..
Little Sarah,
Blue-eyed Sarah,
With a gentle heart that broke…

May I place a flower on your grave?

Victoria 1984
Painting:White Rose -By Justin