Lovely Echo Poem by Holly Gardner

Echo and the alligator
They wait patiently
And not patiently
At the feet of Jesus.

I called for my friend.
They all say, Call Echo.
He wants to know if she can help.
The lady wasn't accepting calls.

Without food the children will die.
Without shelter from the hot sun
The little doggie needs ocean water
To wash over her sore skin.

Girls in school last week
Become the homeless the confusion
The rich worried they are the injured
The poor trusting in ancient lies.

I do hope you make it back
To help a few more.
It stalks us even now,
Steals from all.

She was just busy they whisper.
Hey you got a dollar? Here's ten cents now.
I'll pay you back.
I know I heard.

I had another friend named Echo
Quite unusual and small
Medusa's hair and fairy face.
Was she from a circus?

No that was maybe my other girlfriend
And that one's a witch.No really.
But she'd tell you
If living she is still.

Be glad for the small things.
Roller skates are fine.
Not sure it's a picnic
But grace will do you good.