Ruby Diane Grant

Where’s she gone, the one we knew, The one we knew and loved, Who knew us all and loved us all – Where now is all that love?

Where now her smile? Where now her frown? Her bright, resounding laugh? Ah, all are gone, by time undone; All that was her is past.

Down the stream we drifted, And saw her on the shore; Around a bend we drifted, And saw her then no more.

And yet still she stands there Still stands beside the shore.

~ ~ Poem by Oliver Wright ~ ~