Something Special

Golden curls resting on its shoulder
Big beady eyes staring, watching
A soft smile painted in cherry red
Rosy cheeks and a button nose

A baby pink dress trimmed with white lace,
And a hat to match its clothes
Pink socks covering its dainty feet
Hands hanging limply by its side

It wordlessly conveys old stories
Of laughter, jokes and smiles
Time spent with old friends;
Memories clear as day

But all good things have to come to an end,
And so it happened that I had to leave-
Leave behind all the good memories,
The people and the fun times

The doll was a going away present,
Something to remind me of my friends
So whenever I look at the doll,
I can recollect the days gone by