It all started when my Gran gave me that sleeping doll all for me

I was only three years old at the time and she filled me with glee

She ate at my table when I had my afternoon snack and a lolly

It was the first time she spoke to me my beautiful baby dolly

Those special words “I will always be there for you” she said

When the days passed and I had to go to school for my head

When the bus dropped me off there she sat on the porch swing

Then the night stars told us it was time for bed it was our thing

I would pick out a book and she would read it to me as I went to sleep

Stories about dancing unicorns and bears with shoes dreams to keep

Now I am much older but she talks to me about the politics and gold

I listen and she helps me with my homework and has my hand to hold

She is silent when others are around except my Gran who loves her too

It seems that Gran’s mom gave her that dolly to make her not feel blue

The years have passed and I have a young daughter now at the age of three

I am wrapping up dolly in special paper and pink ribbons to happily give to thee