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The Rescue Metamorph
Oh the tears from the child as her dolls hair is caught in the spindle Her little face awash as she tries to rescue it The little rag doll, her only friend was whisked away so fast so cruel The spinning wheel stops to her delight, her tears dry and a smile returns as her doll is eased out of the spun thread on the spindle. The time it took seemed as long as the sands dropping through the hour glass on her grandmas table, timing the spinning thread as she teases the wool apart, then spinning the spindle to collect the spun yarn, but the rescue is complete, the doll returned unharmed, the child restored to good humour, as grandma frowns a little as the last grains drops into the glass before it is turned to start again, Her money will be short but her granddaughter is happy so therefore is grandma. The Rescue Metamorph from free verse to rhyme The squeal from the wheel as the knitted hair is caught within Horror strikes at the child and tears course down her chin A rag doll her only friend caught in grandma’s spinning wheel Pulled from her arms, but tugging at her heart she can feel Grandma stops teasing wool, the wheel she stops spinning Her granddaughter’s tears have her own eyes full to brimming The sands of time through the glass dripping their next meal away But grandma rescues the doll so her granddaughter can play © 5/04/2013 ~GG~ Contest Entry.
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