A little nonsensical, but poignant poem for the letter E – A to Z home
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Elisa

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa bent to tie her shoe
Even now I see her face
Encouraging me to join her race

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa no longer can reach her shoe
Even lines and wrinkles trace
Endearing pages upon her face

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa wants to come with you
Even’ tide has slowed her pace
Eventually she’ll lose the race

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa sidles away from you
Emitting a sensuous grace
Ending a long, well-run race