She looks up at me,
Still wearing the same expression.
Her deep unblinking green eyes
Peek from beneath tousled brown hair.
Her lips frozen forever
Into complete silence.
In my arms
She is so much smaller.
Yet, it is I who has changed.
With tears I let her go,
Her lifeless-light as a feather body
Falls back into the toy box
Leaving yet another memory.
inspiredbrio said,
April 10, 2009 at 1:31 am
This is beautiful! This poem is soo deep and thoughtful. I never would have thought one could write a poem like that on a doll. Wow!