Sandra Haight Poet Haibun

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Holding my baby brother for the first time, September 1942

My Doll

I was an only child- until the age of three. 
Then, my gift from heaven came! My baby
brother was born! The front door opened- 
there he was- my real doll- and magically, 
mama placed him in my ever-loving arms.


I remember well
my new doll that came alive-
baby brother born

June 26, 2020

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Aditi Mishra July 26, 2020 at 9:52 AM Ah! Loved this one immensely. My younger brother has been a gift, a little angel to me. Your muse brings back memories of the day he was born. :) Also, that's such a cute picture of yours Sandra. Much love :)