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Poetry/Rhyme/Suzanne, My Doll
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1556-677-20
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written, June 20, 2023
For the International Contest, Lost Doll
sponsor, Charlie Messina, Judged 07/20/2023
Second Place
When I was a little girl I loved all my dolls,
but, there was one that was very special to me;
some sat on my bed, some upon shelves on the walls,
one day we took a trip to places filigree !
My best doll was called Suzanne after my sister,
she was an angel in heaven in God's strong arms;
I slept with Suzanne and at night often kissed her,
we came home to red flames and fire truck alarms !
I ran towards the house screaming for my Suzanne,
mom held me in her arms as I wept- dead again;
our house was gone and we went to stay with gran,
for days I cried and could not even speak my pain !
Mom bought me a new Suzanne but I called her Anne,
she came everywhere with me even to my school;
I kept her safe with me- oh, yes that was my plan,
at our church on Sunday she learnt the golden rule !
In truth, I never forgot my very best doll,
she was gone forever and forever was lost;
sometimes, when it is quiet I can hear her call,
though Anne, I so love- and she will never get tossed !
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2023
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