The Gnome Memory…

 As she sat under the starry sky, with the gnome memory in hand, taken aback,
Even it was late, she wasn't ready to hit the sack.

'She lost her family, has turned really disconsolate,' stated the people who she knew,
But she was the only one to be known of, what she really had gone through.

Was gifted the gnome from all's behalf, with all heart and pride,
And was said that it would be lucky,
But she thought the luck now left and sat aside.

But her bloodline wasn't just any old,
Had gone through genteel poverty, and till present the respect didn't mold.

The names of the ménage was also quite spesh,
Had names of the heavenly bodies , and all the stars beautiful which look like the sky's mesh.

For years and years, since they left her, she tried to find them in the dark azure,
But now lost all hope, knew won't find them, for sure.

But for this eventide, she had the gnome memory in hand,
Helped the turtle out from 
the sand.

She saw some one, who she loved most.
Today she was in ecstasy 'cause she believed her diligent care didn't go in vain,
She was the happiest of all ,for in the stars, she found her mother  was with her once again. 



                                                                                                                             -Aadya Singh