Doll Baby And Me Poem by Walterrean Salley

I came across a photo
That dates back to the sixties,
In which I was a little girl—
A prodigy of the fifties.

Therein, I stood clutching
My little doll baby.
I was small and cute like her,
But she was cutest—maybe.

She became my best friend—
A security blanket,
Like Linus in Charlie Brown
With his security blanket.

But from Life's wear and tear,
She finally fell apart.
That little doll was everything
Unto my little heart.