raggedy ann

the same size as me
her yarn red hair
her stitched black eyes
and her big red heart

the parts of her
that I remember the most

when I slept
I would straddle her,
the feel of her fabric skin
memorized by little finger tips

my stuffed friend
who sat by
silently watching
my life go by

and now
she is under my daughters bed
silently wondering
where the love went


~C

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