Forgotten babydoll

Personal digital artwork. Poem in the background below.

I drew the babydoll artwork in Illustrator and edited rest of the image in photoshop.

Forgotten babydoll

In a garden of whispers, forgotten and still,

Lies an old baby doll, with a story to spill.

Once cherished and loved, with a porcelain face,

Now abandoned, alone, in this tranquil place.

Time has worn thin the colors that bloomed,

The doll's delicate features, once adored and assumed.

But the garden embraces this relic of yore,

A symbol of memories, forgotten no more.

As the seasons danced by, with their whimsical tune,

Nature's touch painted a canvas anew.

Where once were the eyes, so vibrant and bright,

Now blooms burst forth, a kaleidoscope of light.

Petals unfurl like secrets, whispered through time,

Tenderness and decay intertwined in their prime.

Crimson roses and daisies, a floral parade.