Elaine Poem by Nona Vaught
Elaine
Pages fell beneath her fingers
Sketches of a little girl
Stretched back in a rocking chair
One arm braced above her head.
It was a moment of splendor
Holding her charm on a page
An object of special beauty
Caught in a sketch on a page.
The moment was doubly extended
By reason of passing years
The page was sent to her parents
From the sitter who sketched it there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 4:46:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such an interesting poem, Nona.... a highest 10+++++