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A Child's Toy, But Yet....
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A Child's Toy, But Yet.... |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Down the stairs and to the left, stands the storeroom door, Boxes filled with clothes outgrown, stacked on cement floor, In dark corner hid from sight, a kitchen cabinet, Except its built in minature, child's toy, it is, but yet... Nearly fifty years ago, on bright and sunny morn, To carpenter and his young wife, a baby girl is born, Carpenter in basement toils, while others sleep at night, Saws and nails, and sands so smooth, then paints a perfect white. White cupboard filled with plastic plates, teacups on top shelf, Down below a doll or two, can't play all by one's self, On cold and snowy afternoons; in heat of summer sun, To the kitchen Daddy built, a little girl would run. But daughters grow, and have their own, and fathers pass away, Little girl with grandpa's gift, does with her dollies play, Grandaughters grow, and they too wed, and also move away, In the storeroom down the stairs, white cabinet does stay. Someday a daughter will be born; from the storeroom gotten, A child's toy built in minature, stored but ne'er forgotten, For this cracked and weathered toy, is so much more you see, A child's toy yes, it is but yet, 'tis precious memory. [This message has been edited by Mike (edited 04-16-2000).] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Mike, such a beautiful sentimental look at the basement that stores pieces of your heart...I just love this tender poem!! |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
WOW! This piece is simply perfect...period Jeffrey |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Oh, Mike~ I just love the poignancy of this piece. So tender and so filled with nostalgic memories. Just the way I feel about my daughter's Barbie collection. Someday some little girl will make them come to life again ... and this lady will smile with tears in her eyes. Thank you for this heart-wretching poem. Got me all misty-eyed with remembering. ~*Marge~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Lone Ranger Member
since 2000-04-16
Posts 92Salvador , Bahia , Brazil |
Just great!! So many emotions expressed in such a simple topic!! I'm gonna read your next poems!!! "Only in the dreams , is that man can truly be free It was always thus and always thus will be" Prof. Keating Dead Poets Society |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Oh, Mike!!! I would love to see a photo of this treasure....such a wonderful poem...a memory that is priceless..  |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Ah, Mike you paint my pain of empty nest. Simply lovely and oh so well written. Thank you netswan |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
What a pricelss heirloom! Beautiful poem, Mike! Denise |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Thank you all so much for the gracious comments. Sometimes the little items contain the biggest treasures. Have a nice day all. |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
So true, Mike. This is a lovely sentimental poem. ~ Claire |
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