Her head rubs against
My cold arms as I hold her
I give her a bear hug
One were I don’t want to let go
She smells of a mix of laundry detergent and love

She is more than family
She is my doll
The best part about her
Is that she will always be there

I can tell I have changed because
My doll is the size of my foot
But yet 13 years ago
She was the size of me

When I drift off to a dangerous place
She protects me form the
Evil villains, scary vampires, or crazy clowns
But when I wake up she
Listens to me as
I cry about a bad grade

Her eyes are the perfect color
The color of the sky with no clouds
Her great smile
Is shaped in a heart
The best part though is
When you shake her
The rattle inside
Sounds of a ring
That makes me think
Of my childhood

She is my sister
I used to say
She came everywhere across the world
Never left behind
But that has all changed

I don’t need her anymore
My dreams are still safe
Without her
I am growing up, I think
I wish there was a way
To stop time and freeze the moment
To still drag around my doll
Or watch blue clues every morning

I held her in my hands
Never letting go
As we traveled to Europe
And left home
My family said I would loose her
I proved them wrong
She has been in my life forever
To infinity and beyond

I have redecorated my room
And thrown out old coloring books
Does my doll she me changing
Can she tell she is getting older

Does she see me
As the 5 year old pushing her around
In a stroller or
The teenager who texts her friends
And has to much homework to do

She has been with me for
Exactly 13 years
I thought I should
Move on
Let her go

But know as Iy down on my bed
And pull up the cover
I reach for the pale face that looks like a ghost
Wrap my hands are her body
And hope, I would never be
To old for her