Sunday, 9 July 2017

The Doll...Part 5 (January 22, 2011)

A quick knock
On Stacey/Stuart’s bedroom door
Was greeted by
A hurried
“Just one moment please”.

“It’s ok Stacey
You do not have hide
Anymore”
Jane told her
Through the closed door.

Slowly
The door open
A half dressed Stacey
Looked out.

Not sure
If she had heard right
From her big sister.

“You heard right Stacey
From me.”

Jane rushed forward
Crushing Stacey
In a fierce hug.

“If it's ok with mom
You can dress up
Anytime you feel the need
To do so.”

Huge beaming smile
Lit up Jane’s face
As she spoke those words.

“But
You can't touch
Any of my dolls
That you so
Want to.”

Reminding Stacey
Of the prohibition against
Touching the dolls.

“But things
Have known
To change around here".

Therisa © 2011

Author's note: The fifth part of six, from a poem taken from my poetic morgue.

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