My Worry Doll
By Ava M
Published 3 September 2015
Her secrets are my worries.
She keeps them very safe.
She was a present from my mum –
I wasn’t complaining.
As small and quiet as a mouse
She solves all my worries.
As colourful as a rainbow
just after it has rained.
She’s holding a basket
that had said her name.
She’s perfect like the smell of new.
I will never lose my worry doll.
She will always be special to me.