Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Lamb Chop

From an old sock I turned into

A hand puppet, Lamb Chop, by name.

My friend, Shari, and I would do

Performances that brought us fame.

The two of us would oft appear

On T.V. shows to bring delight,

To fill up children with good cheer.

A lot of lives were made more bright.

We were a true team, side by side.

An illness struck Shari, my friend.

There came that sad day, Shari died.

The two of us came to an end.

I feel that hand of love no more,

Just cast away in some dark drawer.