"Poetry & Rhymes" by William Hancock

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“Ellen”

Ellen

Nobody ever liked her,
She was different, even strange.
Always singing songs,
Sometimes dancing in the rain.

Round and around,
Like a butterfly in the wind,
Laughing, and giggling,
Not a care of where, or when.

Some days running barefoot,
Through the flowers in the grass,
Waiving her palms,
Through the daisies as she passed.

Blueberries and apricots,
You could smell em’ in the air.
Pollen and honey,
Was the smell of her hair.

She’s still out there you know,
Dancing and running,
Still laughing, and giggling,
Like everything’s so funny.

Some days you can see her,
As she peers from behind a tree,
That sparkle in her eyes,
As she watches you and me.

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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[ Image used:  www.morguefile.com/archive/display/898732 ]

Poem on Image: placed by; written by  William Hancock © 2014′

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4 responses

  1. so beautiful 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    April 18, 2016 at 8:26 am

  2. Reblogged this on Kate McClelland.

    Liked by 1 person

    April 18, 2016 at 2:20 pm

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