My Doll And A Book Poem by Margaret Alice

Sent on an errand by my boss,
saw a beautiful doll in a blue
rain-coat, knew I had to have
her to take with me wherever I
go, the perfect companion

Started when I was a student
carrying a doll in my handbag,
always my secret confidante,
when students congregated in
groups, I took my doll and a book

Sought solace in solitude, bored
by their chatter, feeling so lonely
in their midst, not caring for their
incessant noise, dolls have ever
been my special indulgence

More important than soft teddy
bears, an imitation human face
to be my understanding friend,
to read and laugh and dream
with me…