A beautiful poem, I loved it. I guess I'm still a kid at heart because I have a lot of baby dolls. My favorite Asian dolls sit on my dresser so I can look at them everyday. I buy them Baby clothes and put pretty bows in their hair. My hubby thinks I'm crazy, but I don't mind, it keeps me YOUNG! lol.
Thank you for sharing. I will be back to read more.
Ron, you gave life to a little doll with those words in your poem. Thank you for helping me to remember those days of a broom stick horse, my RED RYDER cap pistol, wearing an old cowboy hat, I'd chase the bad guys from the yard and felt reall grown up back then at the age of seven.
I loved this poem. Reminds me of growing up with my own dolls and covering them up each night to keep them warm. I didn't keep any of mine but now I wish I had. You are a great writer and I will be reading more of your work. Thank you for sharing this one with us. Desi
You can make beauty from the smallest of objects. I bet you could make a fork sing with grace! I haven't been around for a while... I guess you could say I had a 2 year writer's block. But I'm trying to get back into it. I am so glad you continue to write for you are an inspiration to all.
wow i love this. i too had dolls when i was younger and then when i started to grow up i no longer had time for them. i did keep the first doll, the one i got when i was born. its kept in a special place at my mothers for when i have a little girl. im really glad i decided to read this.
The relics of childhood look awfully forlorn and abandoned when put away in adulthood, dont they
I didnt keep any of my own dolls from childhood. I lost interest in them by the time kindergarten rolled around.
But, I'll always have my Pooh bear. He has never been put away, and will always be hanging around my room.
I guess he's my talisman; the thing that keeps me from growing up too much.