She definitely was not your first but she would be the most special She was named Cabbage Patch the doll with the scent of powder and she would be your last
Please Mommy she smells so good
Pretty please

Anything for you my darling
Whatever your little heart desires
Your wish is my gift

Lazy days on the beach
Ice cream cones of many and always with sprinkles
Sour candies that I would wonder how could you like such tangy tasting items?

Your first bicycle
How your hair would blow in the wind as you sped down the block
Look at me mommy look at me

When Barbie dolls began to date the kens I knew it was coming to an end
I recall the day I took you in my lap and cried I love you so much please always be my baby girl
Little did I know that you would again be in my lap this time in tears over your first true love

I begged you do not get taller do not put on makeup but you said mom
I have to go I have to mom but trust me I will come back

So gone went the frilly dresses and the patent leather shoes and on came the snug jeans not knowing how you ever fit in them
Ruby red lips and firm curls in your hair so perfectly done each time

Many years of so many changes didn't know at times if we were coming or going but did not matter at least we were going together here there and everywhere
mom hurry I need a ride I have to be there so hurry and hurried I went
To be with you was all that mattered even if it was for an hour it was always well spent in your parade of friends and journeys you traveled

I still remember the races and how you would set me all up to hurry down to get you if you were taken in for watching
I slept with one eye open in those days and one eye closed till you finally called at two am and said hi mom i'll be right home
how funny right home like you were gone for a short time yet it was lengthy hours of timeless prayer

She would be your last one the cabbage patch doll that I secretly call powder
I still try to catch her scent to this day as I at times still hold her and tell you I love you Amanda and for all that you've been and all that you are I cherish all those changes now because little you were my baby but grown you are my best friend and honey don't ever forget that my lap is always available and have I told you that the races have ended or did you already know but the ruby red lipstick I saved for you just in case