Jamie Lynne Poetry











{December 27, 2016}   Doll

Wind up doll
In a music box
He turns the key
She learns to walk
On her toes
She twirls around
Dancing till
There is no sound
He falls asleep
She holds her pose
Waiting for
The lid to close
Tired legs
And weary eyes
Holding steady
Through the night
He awakes
And shuts her in
Only darkness
Once again
Until the time
The key unlocks
Wind up doll
In a music box



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