Once upon a time - when you were only small - you had a friend. A girl with a dress and yellow hair. You called her Yeidi - and she came everywhere.
Your imaginary girl. Who, back in those days, we knew very well.
I drew her picture for you - on the back of a restaurant menu. Some sunny day - stood on the beach with a bucket and spade.
It turned up not long ago - pulled from a drawer. You said that it was Isobel. Grown up with Mummy's hair.
You did not recall. I prompted and found a memory gone.
How odd. Days that I will never forget - slipped forever from your head.
And where lost? Some place of all forgotten stuff? Wrapped and locked and boarded up?
Yet I recall. The house where we first brought you home - baby toys and favourite clothes. Faces and names of those moved on.
Like yesterday - just.
And you have a sister now. Solid and real. I guess that makes yesterday easy to leave.
I'll draw you both - stood on a beach... x
Today I'm linking up to the magical Once Upon A Time.