Lottie Rose

Lottie Rose,
the one i used to see,
once a fortnight,
for 162 days.
 
She was a baby when I left,
my little sister and me,
little lottie rose,
where are you now?
 
Not in that terrible place now,
are you little lottie?
My little baby sister,
one that aged of almost three,
years old,
I had to leave her on her first birthday party,
the 17th of July,
I hope she's happy now.
little lottie Rose,
 
I still remember her little chuckle,
that she always made when I hurt myself,
She crawled like a caterphillar,
she hadn't yet learnt to walk,
 
I remember her toothy grin,
which she smiled every time I saw her;
And out the window i ponder,
Where is she now?
 
The only thing I can't remember,
of my little Lottie Rose,
i can't remember what she looks like.
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