The porcelain doll sitting there was once her greatest friend,
But she always knew when she grew up that would have to end…
So now all alone she waits patiently for a time to play once more,
But until that time comes around she’ll sit upon the floor…
Waiting for a little girl who will be her friend,
Until that time comes once more when it will have to end…
It’s an endless cycle that runs through the years that she must live,
But she counts it as a small sacrifice for the love she gets to give.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt by Black Narcissus.
7000 points, ended December 20, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I love this one. It is sad and beautiful and very well written. It is perfect for the contest.
Jenny -
Thank You all so very much... I love the contests here... They challenge me to write my emotions and thoughts immediately and to look deep inside of each prompt or thought to see what is hiding within.
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I like the rhyme pattern, it has a lovely flow to it.
Yes, it is sad but nicely done.
Thanks
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Aww this is really sweet yet sad at the same time. In life there are so many 'true' friends whgo get tossed aside for newer ones. But the 'true' friend is always there when the going gets tough.
Nicely penned.
Best wishes in the contest.
Gaylene
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Nice out take on the prompt!
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