Papa always picked the smallest doll:
Movable legs and arms held
together by rubber bands.
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Narrative Poetry…is it ‘Drama-In-Real-Life’…gosh in the middle of poetry…sad slicing in the middle… ‘I had to wait for the grim reaper to catch him’…but…would it be possible? ... thanks for sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
A beautiful story and very unusual. I like the very last line, which puts the entire poem in prospective, I had to wait for the grim reaper to catch him. Very good work Almedia, keep up the good writing. lynn