A Porcelain Doll Poem, by Ajax, at My poetic side

A porcelain doll,

Cherished by all

For a little while,

So long as she held that perfect smile

But soon it slipped

When her mask was chipped

And many left her alone

No friends and no home

A few more cracks and some mutilated limbs

Now no one cares how sad she’s been

Abandoned and broken on the side of the road,

She cannot be fixed, or so she’s been told.

A Porcelain Doll