The Angels Were Generous

The Doll

I watched as they played together
one no more than a child
the other no more than cloth.
I watched as she cradled the doll
and sang her to sleep with a kiss.
the doll was alive, given a soul,
vibrant and flesh and real,
transformed by the love of a child.
I remember when we played together
one no more than a babe
the other no less than adult.
I remember I cradled the child
and sang her to sleep with a kiss.
I was alive, given a soul,
vibrant and flesh and real,
transformed by the love of a child.