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The Broken Doll

Story ID:7031
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:retired
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA. USA
Year:1958
Person:Windblown Chelsea Kansas, Kid
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The Broken Doll

The Broken Doll
(June 1958, El Dorado, Kansas Tornado)

While my Mom and Dad is busy
Sorting through the debris
Left by that old Tornado
Broken boards and lotsa broken trees.

Mom and Dad saving anything they can use
From that mixed up pile of wood
Anything that can be saved from
Where our house once stood.

I see Mommy crying
Daddy is looking sad
My dolly is in pieces
But Iím so glad

That we are not hurt
We are still alive
I heard Mommy say
We will survive.

With my broken doll
I have to sit on this old mattress
Cannot walk around
Because of nails and broken glass.

Donít you wonder what thoughts
Are passing through her head
As she waits patiently
On whatís left of her bed?

I cannot imagine
For the life of me
Whatís passing through her young mind
About what her young eyes see

The adults have enough trouble
Dealing with all the stress
Losing your home then cleaning up
This horrible, horrible mess.

The Lord was good to Shirley and I
I watched that Tornado funnel hit the ground
When we returned from the storm cave
Our home was safe and sound.

Monte L. Manka 03-27-11

Picture from Virginia Allain
Another El Doradoan