Doll

Dark brown eyes,

Staring into space.

You knock her down and she flies,

Breaking her face.

You laugh, she cries,

She stays in place.

Looking over you hear a sob,

No one is there.

You move past the doll,

There’s a long tug on your hair.

You touch the hand,

She is there.

You see those dark brown eyes,

Yours widen,

There is a scream!

Now she’s laughing,

You’re sobbing.

Her face is still broken,

But now your face is too.