A memory is a hard thing to forget.
A porcelain doll, won from a gamble
Appearance is so much like her
Ringlets in her hair, light brown
Beautiful brown eyes, that haunt
Skin of silk, soft as velvet
Delicate as lace, gentle in a quiet way
Memories he can never forget
Cause now he looks at her
By Cynthia Aholelei© July 11, 2011
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