The school had mourned her loss for two weeks-but not more. <br />For years her parents pulsed at noises by the door. <br />The picture she painted, hangs by a silver nail: <br />storm-swept ship onward set for port- with full, white sail.<br /><br />Glenn Bagshaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-end-of-sally/
