Hello, Dollie! Poem by Patricia Kelley

When bright lights and stages
is what a gal sought for fame.
She spun her sewing-wheel kicking up her heels.
She wore her flashy Hollywood gowns,
hoping there wouldn't be any frowns.
This was the era and time of "Hello Dollie"
She'd get on that bright lighted propelled stage, being center stage.
and do her tricks, onstage
She lived for her kicks.
The crowd loved her; the women envied her,
for her beautiful attire.
She never wanted to retire.
Everyone wanted to be Dollie.
Golly, Miss Mollie
It's now been many days,
Since Dollie has been able to win her ways.
She'll admit today that the stage spoiled her.
Even now that her eyesight is a blur.

She still remembers her younger days when she owned the stage.
She even remembers her first few dollars wage.
Now her clothes are all gathered in a dusty ole wooden trunk.
I can still hear the sharp clunk.
Of her red high heeled shoes.
And smell the old perfume.
When she walked by she lit the fumes.


Dollie is now ready to take center stage again, roll the camera, action.
Dollie just went to Heaven


Action!
You're looking, swell, Dollie!
It's so nice to have you back where you belong! Dollie



Dollie wanted me to know that she loved to cook and would often spend many nights up all night cooking for her Hollywood friends.