Just like a guardian angel,
my best friend and confidant.
a keeper of secrets and provider of comfort.
So small, almost insignificant to an outsider.
Created in another world, another time,
yet a powerful connection to anyone in need of peace.
In times past it was believed worries would disappear
when in a deep, peaceful slumber, such was the power of the dolls.
Woven in bright yet calming colours.
Light as a feather, small as your pinky, important as a friend.
fitting in your pocket when you’re far from home.
Waiting in a woven bag until needed.
Whisper your worries,
and feel a thousand bricks rise from your shoulders
turning into a thousand bubbles,
bursting your cares away.
These dolls of mine are so special.
So close to my heart, they are a part of me.
With them I am brave and strong,
forever thankful they are with me.



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