I miss you, little Alison, <br />my happy puppet child. <br />I miss the silly shapes you make - <br />with your head tilted on one side, <br />and a look that comes from far away. <br /> <br />I miss you, little Alison, <br />the way you wave the scarf, <br />(bright silk, always blue) . <br />Oh how you love to dance, <br />to spin and laugh! <br /> <br />I miss you, little Alison. <br />You make the candle dance <br />and try to blow it out <br />and watch the smoke <br />curl like ribbons. <br /> <br />I miss you little Alison. <br />You charm your audience <br />when you wave and clap your hands, <br />squealing high and wild <br />until you nearly burst <br /> <br />I miss you, little Alison. <br />Last year they stopped the funding. <br />'Say Goodbye to Big Alison' <br />You gave me a hug like a bear <br />and tottered out of my life <br /> <br /> <br />Addendum: <br />What's the matter with Alison? <br />Why can't she talk? <br />Why does she walk funny? <br />She has Angelman's Syndrome. <br />What's that? <br />I believe she's part Angel.<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-miss-you-little-alison/
