Beloved Souls
By Ananya S
Published 20 September 2017
From my childhood
This precious object was born
Its fragile smooth skin, shone like satin
The infant lay in Teddy’s soft arms
As I glanced at this dazzling, elegant sculpture
My heart inhaled happiness
If it were alive, it would be dancing with light and darkness
A galaxy of shadow and stars
Only this captivating sculpture blew my mind away
Its delicate singing voice made a tear slither down my cheek
The porcelain is as smooth as velvet
It will be passed down to the next generation
If it shatters into pieces, I will not be able to stand up
My memories with it will turn to ash
The Child embraced Teddy
Her heart gleamed with exhilaration
This sculpture is my life, and it is the only thing that would hurt if it were lost
It will be in my heart forever and ever