Ever to Forget the Elephant


You must never lose sight of what is important
revenge can be sought
love lost.

A thud of large, grey footsteps
A huff of dry earth

His shadow casts a warm darkness

His memory is the world’s tallest library

Around him
the trees sway in unison
branches hold the future

His ears are sweet butterflies in the wind
He sounds his constant trumpet

Sunshine rains down

Only to live

As the great Elephant



by Olivia Whyte
Yr 12, St Andrew’s College