Someone That I Love

I know she is there,
Somehow she is there.
I know her,
And she knows me.
Each night she comes and rocks me to sleep.
She thought of me through her suffering,
That is how I know …
I know that she loves me.

Valerie Quin 1934-2003

There is this doll she left behind.
She is a beauty that they call ugly.
She might be a piece of plastic to you but to me she is real.
She helps me when I am down.
She picks me up when I fall.
She is my rock,
Someone that I love.