The Doll
By Zoe (Year 3, Abbotsford Public School, Poetry Object)
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.
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