rags or riches

i pick up the doll from the floor

don’t tell me to throw her out

don’t you think she’s pretty?

you know i’ve had her forever



her little button of an eye is hanging

clinging to her worn but still smiling face

by a little string



all it takes is a needle

prick your finger

keep sewing, breathe life into her

little ragdoll body



her patchwork clothes were made

with care

by hand

don’t throw it away,

at least recycle the fabric



she will live many different lives

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(Dec. '06)

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