Ellie

The moonlight walks among the misty skies
As my dreams leave me angels in my mind
The nightmare leads me
To a garden of despair.
But a voice softly whispers,
"She is always there,"
And as she has done many nights before
She finds my soul and brings me safely away
From fantasy and to the real world.
A comfort from birth,
For she is mine,
Ellie, my elephant.