MY DOLL

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A favorite doll was stored away,

In a treasure chest to stay.



Wrapped in tender, of a touch,

A warm blanket, quiet hush.



Put to sleep by a child,

To remain there for awhile.


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dyingpoetkr's picture

This is a great poem!! Good work :D