Dolly
- Randi Stewart
- May 7, 2018
- 1 min read
When you think of the word,
Doll.
You think of a toy.
A little girl's toy,
But It's not.
Not what you think.
Dolly,
Is a name.
To me,
My mom, My family.
What does,
That name mean?
It's for a person,
No longer living.
On earth anyways,
This person lives,
In heaven.
She lives in heaven.
Who is she?
She goes by dolly,
But to me,
She is grandma.
Grandma Dolly.
This poem, is dedicated to someone whom i lost at a very young age. my grandma dolly. her name was the same as mom's but everyone called her dolly. she truly was a doll if you ask me. yes i was young when she passed but the memories i do have of her are stored in my mind, so that i can never forget her. i miss her dearly. more like every day. holidays aren't the same anymore without her..
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