Re: Ellen Mary my star child
I wrote this today. I seem really sad since my DS turned 3
I used to wish to hear your name
On lips of everyone
To hear it spoken loudly
Not for people to turn and run
I wanted it often spoken
By friends and family too
But for so long they were silent
Hiding from the thought of you
Now I hear it often
Voiced by my only son
He talks of “baby Ellen”
And my heart strings come undone
My real friends now
They know you
They speak your name out loud
They understand to mention you is OK somehow
I’d love to hear you answer
When I feel that you might hear
But the only time I hear your voice
Is in my dreams when you feel near
It’s more than just a name
It’s what seems to make you true
The thoughts and feelings that you bring
“Ellen” on another’s lips is the essence of you.