the dolls who wait

The time is getting away from me these days.  As I look around the studio, I see the newest brood waiting patiently….


“…we’re left to wait without a word,

unfinished and undressed.

But abandoned feelings are absurd,

because we know we’re blessed.

The time will come when we’ll be made,

but the hours are so long.

And though our plans are all well laid,

the urge to cry is strong.

And so we wait our makers hand,

whose majik will create

our journey into story-land…

where it all is worth the wait.”

posted in dollspeak | Thu, 03 May 2012 12:39