by t.o. crow
Granny called me through the window.
"Mama's here!" she said.
The screen door squeaked
and slapped closed behind me
as I raced inside.
High heels tapped staccato across old wood floors.
The sound stopped and in the doorway stood
a dark-haired beauty in white
beaming a lip-sticked smile of red.
held a box wrapped in white paper
with a pretty blue ribbon binding it together.
I looked at the box in wonder.
A real, wrapped present!
What is it for? Is it mine? A surprise?
As I tried to remove the ribbon
but could not because it was stuck.
Scissors were found.
There was a snip, snip sound.
Off came the top
and I inhaled the most delightful fragrance of
cardboard and new plastic!
Tissue paper crackled and rustled.
As I reached for the treasure inside,
my mouth flew wide.
"A DOLL!" I cried.
There in its paper bed,
lay a baby doll who drank
I pulled her from the box
to investigate her magical features.
Removing her clothes exposed how she functioned
when "fed" water from her doll-sized bottle.
I have never received a gift so special
as that Tiny Tears Doll from my beautiful Mother.
Nor one that I remember more,
than on that birthday when I was four.
Much love was wrapped in that small box
along with a memory that will never be forgotten.