Broken China Doll
Broken China doll,
Your face is cracked and creased,
it seems your beauty has died,
as the spider webs have increased.
Broken China doll,
the paint on you is fading,
as shadows set place,
these old memories are waning.
Broken China doll,
your face used to shine bright.
One day some one will find you,
to fill your cracks with light.
Broken China doll,
You once bathed in words and company;
so promising and serene.
Now lost and forgotten,
your beauty is unseen.
Broken China doll,
Please do not die,
and deteriorate from within;
because beauty still grows even in a darkening dim.
Copyright © Odessa Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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