113 My Doll [ a poem ]



I have a Toy doll
pretty and tall
Its hair is blonde
Its eyes are shining
With blue-blue balls.

Shine its chubby cheeks 
Smile its lovely lips
I talk with it, I sleep with it
I eat with it, I laugh with it.

I love it great 
 it's my soul- mate.

                                        By: Nirupma Garg

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