The Doll
By Zoe S
Her dangling hair
Like a golden pear.
A face so bright
It can shine through the night.
Better than gold
But will never be sold.
It’s so special to me
Because it’s from my auntie.
She was so ill,
She couldn’t take one pill.
With a hole in the heart
But it was just the start.
The doctors tried
But couldn’t succeed.
So the doll had a part.
She will always be my heart.