Alive in grandmother
Relished in mother
Treasured in daughter
Will she live through future generations
Or will art die if unloved
As human eyes turn to glass?
dversepoets prompt pop-art. Write a poem on a product or cultural phenomena.
This doll is from my mother’s childhood passed on to me and hopefully my daughter will cherish her, but who knows?
mehflowers 
Nice Work Mary. Hopefully she will be loved for generations to come.
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I hope your daughter cherishes the doll. The picture reminds me of a kind of doll my sister had long ago.
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Thanks Frank. Not sure if I fit the prompt, but the doll popped out at me, and it is art!
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Oh, how painful to throw away our attachments. We often leave it to our kids, or grandkids or further to make the hard decision.
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Powerful, for sure. Will art die if unloved. Scary thought, but it’s true somehow. My peers tell me their kids don’t want their things like fine china etc. :0(
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That last couplet is so great. Unless things are treasured, they are just things.
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My mother collected small glass birds. I bought a birdcage for them. Who knows what will happen to them when I’m gone. Perhaps my daughter and granddaughter will be sentimental too!!
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