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There were 4 beds, a mom, a dad, and a grandmother.
At first 4, but later on, there were 6 rooms.
There were 8 girls in a large household.
There were 4 boys and a dog named Jack.

There were plenty of toy guns for the boys,
but 8 dolls for the girls were never seen.  Perhaps
there were 6 or maybe 7 at best but never more,
because at least one was lost and never came back.

That lost doll had a name like all the other dolls.
So, losing her was more than just plastics and cloth.
It was a most beautiful doll whose name was Madison.

Madison was a special gift from Grandmother Myrtle
to the youngest girl whose name was Mary, who never
was able to get over Madison's being lost. I must add
that no one was to blame for the loss of Madison.

Grandmother Myrtle replaced Madison and with teary eyes,
she handed the new doll to Mary. Of course, she and everyone
knew that there would never be another Madison. Everyone
loved Madison deeply, but because of the loss of Madison,
the entire household learned that Life is filled with losses,
but we learn to live with them and move on.

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