Disclaimer: I do not Own A Summer to Die, or the characters, Lois Lowry does.
And Now She is Gone: Meg's Thoughts
A free-verse poem by: Linwe Ringeril
I took her for granted,
I paid her no heed,
I despised her "perfection,"
Because of my greed.
When she needed a sister
I wasn't there.
Now I seem to need her
And she is nowhere.
If I had appreciated
What I'd had at the time,
Then regret wouldn't ring,
Through my skull like a chime.
I thought she was perfect,
But now I can see,
That she was never perfect,
To any but me.
