The Doll

“ ‘Have this doll,’ he said.
‘It will come alive’, he said.”
“Who?” her daddy said.

“The man from the sky:
Where the light came from.” “The sky?”
“Why did Mommy die?”

He was all alone:
“Did that doll move on its own?”
He felt less alone.

 

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