New dolly, you are very sweet! With lips, an' teeth, an' truly hair! And you can bend your hands an' feet, Instead of sprawling here an' there. And you can close your eyes up tight, Instead of staring, day an' night. I am so very proud of you I know now just how mother feels, When I am dressed my nicest, too, And there is company to meals. Us mothers take a lot of pride In pretty children at our side. I think I'll call you Anna Belle,— You must n't let it make you vain,— Or maybe you are Lady Nell; My rag-doll's name was only Jane. I hope she won't feel bad, but—well— I re'lize, now, that she was plain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUTH PENETRANT by CONRAD AIKEN CAMPUS SONNET: TALK by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DEAD LEAVES by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PLEDGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BEAUTY THAT IS NEVER OLD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 3. TEESTAY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 4. THE LOTTERY GIRL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 5. THE DANCING GIRL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |