• Such a beautiful doll with porcelin skin,
    with darkened eyes of crystal prestine;
    flowing hair of golden and radiant tint,
    with a perfect pose of a maker's dream;
    A lovely creation of elegance and grace,
    with silk attire of soft powder blue;
    A living tribute that defies time and space,
    with a shimmering glow of innocence and truth;

    Such a shattered mess of cracking glaze,
    with empty eyes of fading respect;
    with hair now mangled by dirt and disgrace,
    no longer posed, just tattered from neglect;
    A forgotten doll left to fade into dust,
    with torn and ragged silk no longer soft;
    A dying passion lost to contempt and disgust,
    with an ancient look of unforgiven distraut.