Wendy Watson Poet Rhyme

She's Gone

She’s gone! Did no-one see her slip away?
Nor take her tiny hand and bid her stay?
No soul, her coy, cerulean eyes behold
None catch a glimpse of silky locks of gold?

Did no-one miss her sweet contagious smile
Or hear her sing and turn to pause a while?
How could a child so gentle and pristine
Be snatched away and never more be seen?

Enough of sweet nostalgia’s luring sway; 
My little girl was never meant to stay.
The child has disappeared, but in God’s grace,
A woman of great worth now takes her place.



"Vanishing" Old Or New For A Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsor Carolyn Devonshire -submitted 28.02.21

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Constance La France March 2, 2021 at 3:17 PM Wendy, congratulations on your win in Carolyn's contest with this excellent poem _Constance

Carolyn Devonshire March 1, 2021 at 11:45 AM When I first started reading this, I thought the child disappeared so no one could find her. A very touching image of a mother trying to let go of her daughter once she is grown, Wendy. Congratulations on a second place in the contest! Best wishes, Carolyn

Beata Agustin October 26, 2020 at 6:15 AM Thanks for sharing this reality in your awesome poetic style. So delighted am I with these lines: "The child has disappeared, but in God’s grace, A woman of great worth now takes her place." God bless you. Wendy Watson January 18, 2021 at 7:35 AM I'm glad you appreciated it,Beata. thank y7ou so much for taking the time to comment.

John Watt August 17, 2020 at 7:40 PM I had to come back and visit this lovely verse knowing your daughter is crossing over a life-changing threshhold this month. You as her Mum must feel both pleased as punch and a bit lonely that the little girl is but a memory in the past. I still feel that way about Rebecca, and her third anniversary is coming in November. God is good. Wendy Watson January 18, 2021 at 7:34 AM Rebecca - a lovely name,John and it was my first preference for our daughter but there were already three in the family! Thank you so much for sharing.

John Watt March 28, 2020 at 1:04 AM Congratulations on your daughter's engagement Wendy (and your win, too)! My daughter is 28 now and this poem describes her to a T, down to the eye and hair color, and the great worth that God has implanted in her. Love this, a fav for me ~ John Wendy Watson March 28, 2020 at 7:47 AM What a beautiful and personal comment to share, John. I greatly value your continued feedback.

Brenda Chiri March 27, 2020 at 12:17 PM Congrats on your top win!;) Wendy Watson March 28, 2020 at 7:46 AM Thank you, Brenda.

Line Gauthier October 14, 2018 at 12:55 PM Congrats on your top win, Wendy, with this beauty. Wendy Watson February 1, 2020 at 1:55 AM Thank you for your kind comment,Line.

Stenila Simon July 13, 2018 at 3:57 AM Such a beautiful depiction of the pains of letting a growing child go be her own person! Wendy Watson July 22, 2018 at 3:52 PM That's very kind of you, Stenila! It was inspired by an old photo of my lovely daughter so carefree on her garden swing!

Richard Lamoureux July 12, 2018 at 9:05 AM What more can one ask for. This is a lovely piece. Wendy Watson July 22, 2018 at 3:55 PM C'est très gentil, Richard!

Darlene De Beaulieu July 11, 2018 at 5:58 PM Hello Wendy Watson yes children do grow up. Have a nice evening my friend.

John Gondolf July 11, 2018 at 11:55 AM Wendy, I enjoyed reading some of your poems this morning. For someone who has never written poetry your poems all have a very nice follow to them. I look forward to reading more. Welcome to PS. John

Gershon Wolf July 10, 2018 at 9:47 PM Beautifully penned, turning lemons (She's Gone!) into lemonades (replaced by a woman of great worth). Nicely done Wendy! ~ Gershon Wendy Watson July 11, 2018 at 1:20 AM Thank you so much for your encouragement, Gershon. I had never composed poems before joining this site, a few weeks back so feedback is so appreciated. This poem was inspired by an old photo of my beautiful carefree daughter on a swing with such a carefree, joyful smile on her face!