1 June 2012

Your sewn-on smile, Your silken hair, Your button eyes, What shall you wear?

I dress you up, In a blue felt dress, Tiny leather shoes. I clear up the mess,

I left behind, An old nightdress- made of silk, A brand new jumper, Colour of milk.

I throw you up, You fall back down, Always with me, Never a frown.

I plait your hair, Into a braid, Then into a style, I made.

I take you with me, For a walk, Forever smiling, You never talk.

Like a perfect friend, You stay near, My favourite doll, Always here.

Inspired by my cousin, Izzy and her doll.

BluegerbilFavourite Doll • Opuss № I