Line Gauthier Poet Verse

The Cure For Loneliness

She was only a little girl of four
Adorably perfect in every way
Was told to expect a baby brother
And could barely contain her excitement

She was only a little girl of four
She waited so patiently and she prayed
She could not wait to see him and hold him
Her loneliness deep down would be no more

He arrived and she stood up to the plate
Surrogate mother, little girl of four
He was her living breathing cuddly doll
She loved and protected him through the years

The little girl of four grew up so fast
The many years flew by and life went on
One day she became a widow grieving 
Her gruesome loneliness back in full force
'Twas her brother’s turn to reciprocate
To stand by abiding to protect her 



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

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Caren Krutsinger March 20, 2018 at 3:00 AM He was her living breathing cuddly doll. yes, this is exactly how it is. My twin and I used to fight over our brother, who arrived when we were seven and a half. This poem touches my heart, Line. Nice! Line Gauthier March 20, 2018 at 8:25 AM Very sweet, Caren. Thanks for your lovely visit and comment.

Gershon Wolf March 18, 2018 at 10:42 PM Lovely...Simply lovely how you designed this poem to come full circle. It's quite moving! :) gw Line Gauthier March 19, 2018 at 9:23 AM Thank you so much, Gershon. Most appreciated visit and comment.