Saturday, July 24, 2021

SUNDAY MUSE 170

The Sunday Muse #170   The broken porcelain dolls always break my heart, knowing they were once the treasured companions of happy little girls.  My desire is always to take them back to yesterdays.  So OK, call me Little Goody Two-Shoes.....   Submitted July 24, 2021


Wash my face and fix my eye

I could be as good as new

Just as always, I could be

Great company for you


I’ve kept the secrets you once shared

I haven’t told a soul

They’re just between the two of us

Even as time has taken its toll


But if you’d clean me up and dress me

In the calico I once wore

We could be confidantes once again

As close as we were before.

14 comments:

  1. Goody Two Shoes you are but that is a good thing my friend! Love what you did with the image and the thoughts here. Lovely Bev!

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  2. My constant companion when I was little was a stuffed Snoopy dog. I still have him, tucked into a little bed inside a shoe box. He is much the worse for wear, having been so well loved for so long. Most of his fur is loved off and he isn't even close to white anymore, but i could never part with him.

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  3. Beverly, I enjoyed reading the pleas of the doll and hope the person she's speaking to takes her up on them.

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  4. I liked the cleaned up picture you posted, makes the point of your poem! We have much history to repair, but so much to keep when we do.

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  6. I'm glad Beverly, that you have a good heart toward those make believe companions.
    BTW, we also fought the milkweed on Dad's Nebraska farm. From an early age until I left home I helped hoe down the milkweed from the corn and oat fields.
    Thanks for telling your experience also with the weed.
    ..

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  7. Your poem took me for a brief glance back to pre pandemic days, maybe the colour in our cheek will return soon.
    luv your rendition of the image

    happy Sunday

    much❤love

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  8. Thank your for restoration of sightless wonder to beauty personified! I too, have had the urge to 'mend' many a broken doll-person in my time, and totally empathise with your words here. ♥

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  9. Mornin' Ms. Two Shoes (goody????) This is a delight.

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  10. Love this... Love how you have taken the forlorn, abandoned and gave it a dream, restoration.

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  11. This has such love, such charm, such warmth! Beautiful Bev. I am so glad we have positive people in this world like yourself. I can’t always be depended upon — don’t know what mood each day will find me in. 😉

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  12. Ouch, right to the heart. There's a doll hospital not far from me--there's a satisfaction to restoring something loved.

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