John Carter Brown


Dear Shiela - Poem by John Carter Brown

Dear Shiela, it's me your kid brother,
I'm writing just letting you know
That the gang here are thinking about you,
So don't get to feeling too low.

And Shiela, we hope you get better
As soon as you possibly can,
'Cause in Poolstock awaiting attention
Is a house, a dog and a man.

Yes Shiela, your presence is needed
So badly I hardly can tell:
The dishes are up to the ceiling,
The rent's in arrears as well!

And Bob is a pining already,
He's lonely and missing you lots
And William is tearing his hair out,
Unable to cope with the tots.

See Shiela we know, when you're better,
You'll sort it all out with a touch;
But the reason you've GOT to get better
Is that we all love you so much.

(Written 20th Jan 1998)

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

My sister was in hospital at the time, and I wrote to her to try to keep her spirits up. I think she appreciated the verses. P.S. Bob was her dog.

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  • (8/29/2012 11:41:00 AM)


    Ah, poor Sheila, she'll have all that washing up to do when she gets well but a lot of love too (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 25, 2012


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