Pinky & Her Toy

 

PINKY & HER TOY

Pinky was in real joy
It was her birthday,
Her dad gifted her a toy
A cute Barbie to play!

Pinky named it Casey,
Adorned the doll with clips,
To beautify it was easy,
She chose pink for its lips.

She held Casey during sleep,
Suddenly she heard a voice,
Pinky slowly started to peep,
Saw Casey singing in rejoice.

Pinky rubbed her little eyes,
Couldn’t believe what she saw,
She felt it was cute and nice,
Looked up at Casey in awe.

Together they both sang,
Till the sun came up high,
Then she hear a loud bang,
Let out a deep sigh.

Her mom woke her from sleep,
Gave her thick milk with cream,
She found Casey was still asleep,
Realized it was all her dream.

Reviews

[JENY]

Simple…humble…beautiful…

[SOUL LESS]

Heard a loud bang...u're so anti - climatic. One moment the poem is flowing beautifully and the next you'll come up with a line that will break the spell you cst on the reader. Like a bucket of cold water. Read the poem after you've written it and improve the flow.

[An owl on the moon]

There is such a tender, lilting beauty here that brings the heart to a place of peace.. that tranquility in dreams of children... Wonderfully flowing enchantment...

[futurepast.]

The imagination of a child is really amazing and it would not surprise me if this was not a dream at all.
It is a very cute poem written from a child's innocent, playful and beautiful point of view.
I also love how the color pink is revolved around this poem. First, her name is Pinky, second - 'she chose pink for its lips' and third, the whole poem is painted in pink! Very wisely done.
A beautiful write.

[HorrorMaster]

aww very cute

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Ah, the loveliness of being a child and the miracle of drems captivated together. Very nice. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[KatiePie]

The purity in the dreams fed by the flourishing imagination of a small child is one of my favorite things in the world.

[.]

ahhh...the imagination of a child..my son has a little friend called shadow..

[Cherrie Palmer]

2nd to last stance ... then she heard a loud bang...
this was wonderful!

[emmajoy]

Ohhhh this is so sweet and gentle, happy and innocent. Small children have the most wonderful immagination and create such wonderful dreams. I had a doll called Alice with a rosebud mouth and fair hair, my father used to call her silent Emma cos .. well, I was a bit of a chatterbox even then!

Love this poem, it conjurs up such a magical time in a wee girl's life