Eve Roper Poet Couplet

A Christmas Memory

A Christmas Memory

Twenty one,cute as a button, long auburn hair, thin as a twig, and a beautiful smile
Planning your future with your son with hope to change your lifestyle

A few days before the holidays your future comes to life and your son was left alone
Your lifestyle caused your departure living your son to make the change on his own

By: Eve Roper  11/24/2015


For the contest: "A Christmas Memory"
Sponsor Broken Wings

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Paul Callus December 4, 2015 at 9:53 AM Very touching...sad. What a waste...so young! Wonder what has now become of her son! ~ Congrats on this fine win, Eve. ~ Regards // paul

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores December 2, 2015 at 12:51 PM Congratulations Eve.

Dan Cwiak December 1, 2015 at 4:25 PM Congrats on the win, Eve. In the last line, however, do you mean "leaving" or "living" as you have it here?

Andrea Dietrich December 1, 2015 at 3:45 PM Nice to read this one of yours, Eve. Congrats for your win.

Beautiful Scars December 1, 2015 at 1:33 PM Hi! Congrats on your win Eve! Be blessed :)-lu *smiles*

Skat A December 1, 2015 at 1:09 PM Eve, Congratulations on your Christmas Memory win. Luv **SKAT**

Jan Allison December 1, 2015 at 12:40 PM Dropping back with my congrats Eve:-) hugs Jan xx

Anne-Lise Andresen December 1, 2015 at 11:52 AM - It is rare that I participate in anyone contest ...... however, this was so nice - Many great and some sad memories we shared - Congratulations with your poems, Eve :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Eve Roper December 1, 2015 at 1:15 PM Thank you, Anne Lise, you made me tickled with yours a suspicious Santa!

Anisha Dutta December 1, 2015 at 8:00 AM So sad. don't know how to console. Let your pain be released. Best Wishes Anisha

Balveen Cheema December 1, 2015 at 3:47 AM Eve, this is such a sad Christmas memory. Fell sad for all. Have you, perchance, made a painting of your sister and son? Love, Balveen

Viv Wigley December 1, 2015 at 1:47 AM Deeply sad, hopefully there was some glimmer of happiness eventually, Eve. Well done. Viv x

Dr. Upma A. Sharma November 30, 2015 at 11:49 PM Sad memories Eve... wonderful expressions.. congrats on fine win!

James Inman November 25, 2015 at 7:15 PM Difficult sad write. I feel sorrow for your situation. Eve Roper December 1, 2015 at 9:11 AM Thank you, James, for reading. Hugs Eve

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser November 25, 2015 at 6:48 AM Eve, heart-wrenching poem.. =`( poetry wise excellent! ~Olive Eloisa Eve Roper November 25, 2015 at 8:39 AM Thank you, Olive, it took me a very long time to get over it we were 9 years apart in age me being the oldest <3

Jan Allison November 25, 2015 at 4:37 AM Oh Eve this is such a heartbreaking poem:-( hugs Jan xx Jan Allison November 25, 2015 at 8:58 AM oh Eve that is so tragic:-( hugs jan xx Eve Roper November 25, 2015 at 8:36 AM Hello, Jan, this is a true story. My sister came up to stay with me to move away from her husband and drugs. Then one evening two days before the holidays she had an aneurism in the brain that killed her instantly. Of course her husband came up and took her one year old son back with him. The husband was much divested because he loved her very much, they dated all through high school, but he is the one that introduced her to the drugs.

Nette Onclaud November 25, 2015 at 3:22 AM painfully rendered yet beautifully expressed, eve..huggs Eve Roper November 25, 2015 at 8:38 AM Thank you, Nette, <3