Me And Ellie Poem by Richard Jarboe

Ellie and me came from eternity,
One day we're going back,
Like her mother she's tough as nails,
Though she's a bit of a hypochondriac.

I believe she's a gift from God,
Just take a look at her face,
When she walks, she barely touches the ground,
You can't help but think she's from outer space.

But what's Inside her Space is nothing but heart,
Though her lips sometimes will sneer,
Ask anybody, they'll tell you she's smart,
And even on Halloween, she ain't weird.

God gave her the grace of dance,
A minuet goes on in her mind,
So my heart dances when I give her a squeeze,
A generosity to humankind.