Ld Poems - Poems about Ld

The Lost Doll Contest Sponsored by: Charles Messina Placed 2nd ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Barbie was its name… To me how it came… Difficult to proclaim! By its side, I used to sit, Leaving it not for a bit… This, I promptly admit! Call it not a doll, it’s my plea… In it I found an innocent glee; It was almost a sibling to me! It was the month of May; My...

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A brand new doll, with braids and freckled face, was tossed aside, left caged, with plastic bars. She eyed the blue-eyed spat with no embrace. Though box was dinged, she’d not receive sad scars. Ann’s clean though tossed in attic space; it’s dark. It’s not how she’d imagined play; she’s bored. Alone and lost without a friend - trademark and popularity, boxed...

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When I was young, I named my doll Boyet I played with him from sunrise to sunset We’d some souvenir photos together He was my precious gift from my godmother. Our photo was framed and displayed at home Showing his bald head, no need to comb My mom had stitched tiny clothes for him Along with mine, we were both looking...

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(this is a true story, mine ) When I was just a tot, my tonsils got infected all the time so my parents took me to the hospital right on time All I could remember was a majestic doll with a pretty face and eyes that opened and closed, with a hat of...

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I once had a doll named Claire She's like a maiden fine and fair When I was with her, my world was bright Like everything was just alright But then one morning, she was lost She disappeared just like a ghost As to what reason, I don't know What I know is I miss her...

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We’ve picnicked at the local park It’s time to go, as it’s getting dark But Lucy’s lost her small rag doll And can’t sleep without Millie Moll We have to find Lucy’s special toy The roundabout doesn’t bring us joy We search the swings, climb the slide Please find my doll, poor Lucy cried Tears start to drip down Lucy’s face Her...

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It was love at first sight for Eloise, Sweet child who always said, 'Thank you" and "please." A doll Santa brought her on Christmas morn. To Eloise, a baby girl was born. The little one was a doting mother and loved her dolly, wanting no other But one day, Eloise woke from sleeping Baby was gone ~ Eloise was weeping. The family searched...

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My Lost Doll, My Best Friend of All. Have you seen her She's about ten inches tall. Her hair is the color of honey, Long beautiful curls, She is so lucky. In the corner she sat, watching and cheering me on And telling me this and that. She always listened to my day, We shared our secrets, And kept others at bay. Invited her friends over for...

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I had a lovely little doll got at the tender age of seven. It was made of fine plastic, with twinkling eyes and golden hair. At a time when my generation had not heard of Barbie dolls, My uncle living abroad had gifted it which I held as most dear. More than anything I treasured it, and my friends...

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The little girl had lost her doll, Searching up here, searching down there, The doll was ragged and so small, Where had she gone now? Where, oh, where? She looked under her little bed, She looked under her bedroom chair, "She must be so scared", the girl said, She searched for her doll everywhere, She...

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A pretty little dolly lay inside a toy box. Bright blue eyes this sweet doll had and long golden locks. She was the favored doll of a child named Mary Sue, the only human being to whom the doll was true. A week had passed slowly - then two, then three, then four. The doll lay sadly lonely as time...

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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...

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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...

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I was a Tomboy to the core, Went to Kindergarten – hoping for more Than merely dolls and tea sets but some things Like cars and trucks, airplanes with wings All the things that make a boy’s heart sing Also brought me to dreaming of every good thing Despite the tomboy who lives inside this lass, When I entered the...

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Millie our three-year-old With tears that rolled Down her pink little cheeks As she looks around and peeks Under her dolls bed And under its bedspread. I went out to see what was wrong, It was going on too long. "Mommy, I cannot find my doll. I had her wrap in her shawl And laid her here in...

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