I had wanted to post Eilish's powerpoint along with my thankyou, but didn't know how to do it (thanks Ellen and Penny on FB for suggesting Slideshare) It was a class project..they were being taught how to make slideshows on the computer. She was either 9 or 10. I found it recently and watched it again..it's so sweet, and so very heartbreaking . She had such a positive outlook on life, and I'm so proud of her :cwds: http://www.slideshare.net/WDPoldebarts/eilish-power-point-for-contest I would also like to share a poem that she wrote when she was 9. She always loved writing, and I think she had amazing talent. The Wolf The moon goes down to rest, And everything is still. The night wind is at rest, And nothing does thrill. Four faded footsteps, In the dark. Two clouded eyes, A single bark. A figure makes its way, Through the forest dense. Leaving behind, All of past tense. A killer has been born, Blood stained fangs and claws. A thick coat, Jet black and torn. A fiery howl is swept through the air, Challenging all other wolves, If they dare. With no reply, the wolf lays down to sleep. Silently, Slowly, Counting sheep And lastly..a poem she had written at school, that I had never read. Her teacher gave it to me after her funeral. I thought it was so beautiful and very moving I think her talent would have taken her far.. Woman of the Future - by Eilish O'Brien I am a child. I am all things of my past. I am the discordant echo of my Grandfather's guitar and the peaceful blue of my parents' eyes. I am all I see The silk black fur of a border collie, the transparent streetlights, a pale blue sky blotted with veins of white I am all that I hear Rhythmic thuds of a bass guitar, the soft whistle of the wind. Careful footsteps of the cat on the pavement. I am all I feel I feel the wind nipping my legs. the heat of the fire after it's tentative flame, and the chills of running water. The cold steel of guitar strings. Soft fur of my tortoise shell, Suzy. I am all that I remember My Grandfather's warm smile, his helpful hand as I struggled to find the chords. Joey's faithful bark in the still night. I remember. I have learnt your friends mean well, and to never forget. I am all these things Like a bass guitar that ocassionally is out of tune, but finds it's sound in the end. I am a woman of the future. :'( I have posted some of this on FB, but thanks for letting me share them here.