Abandoned

Like many little girls,  My childhood was all about playing with my dolls,  Tiny handmade dolls - an adorable family,  They had a tiny house, which My Dad made for me,  A house made of wood, with balconies, and railings, and stairs, which enthralled me, Which fascinated me so much, I thought, My Dad was the most powerful man on Earth. I don't have that enchanting doll's house any more,  It was lying uncared for, in a corner after I left home,  Somebody thought - it was occupying too much space,  Nobody played with it any longer,  This should be gone,  And...it was gone!  An unequaled, unrivalled, ultimate house in an imaginary world of a young girl who visualized the world as flawless as her father's vision and creation,  With tiniest details, and tenderest wishes to hand in,  A Perfect World from a Perfect Father to his Perfect Daughter!