How many hours spent playing, pretending, and being happy did this doll give?
How many times did the child’s Mother pick up the little toys and put them away with care?
And now her life is scattered on a brocanteur’s table for everyone to see—missing legs, no hair, and no two shoes alike. A collection of socks and glass eyes, an umbrella, a cash register, and some empty grocery boxes are all left.
The old doll that has endured many years waits for a new playmate to accept her on her terms.
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