Once upon a time there was one doll.
She had big bright eyes, and her nose was small.
Tiny were her hands, feet and plump red lips.
White was her smooth skin, rosy were her cheeks.
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I like the dolly doll namby pamby tale here.Its like a memoir of my childhood Soviet stories of heydays..of Ludmila, of Tatjana and the Tsars and Tsarinas
Saniya....that was a beautiful tale of the doll.... very touching, , , it absorbed me ..it's really beautiful....
Hi Galina, A very poignant serious write, figurative. It is no story of any doll. I could sense the severe acute pain of betrayal here and tend to believe that the poem is autobiographical. It is no doll that the poet is speaking about. Let me believe it is about herself. A doll with a heart... There enters a lover in her life. His love injects life into her dolly life. It is love that brings life; makes you alive, makes you happy, makes you want to live.... Then he starts finding holes in your personality; tells you, you are just a doll; finds love-interest in another girl who he thinks is better. Leaves you, telling you, You will cope. Whether you cope or break, only time will tell.. Immensely emotional write; Again, may I say autobiographical? ? ? A heartful 100+++++++++++++++++++