Picture of Maud


I had a sister once.
Her name was Maud.
She never grew old,
never even grew up.

My father cried..

I never knew her,
never even knew of her.
But I know now.
I have a photograph
so I can see her,
picture her as she was.
And I won’t forget that
I had a sister once.
Her name was Maud.



First published in Silver Birch Press' 'Prized' Series, November 2016

https://silverbirchpress.wordpress.com/2016/11/19/a-picture-of-maud-poem-by-lynn-white-my-prized-possession-poetry-and-prose-series/

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