Grandma’s Dolls

Now I am Grandma.Starting into my sixty-first year,I am still my Mama's child.These pieces of simple lifeCornhusk dollsOne a bride in green,One an angel in blue,One a girl wearing a dress with puffed sleevesSpeak to my little girl insideThat I will never be too oldNever need give up play and joy,Will always be Daddy's girl.

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