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The Forgotten Toy

Glassy eyes patiently watch the empty room,
reflecting each slight movement of light.
Muffled noises stroke the tiny head,
inviting the ebony melody of night.

Dust leaves its fingerprints on the stuffed body,
mixing with the stains from childhood's tears.
The frail breast loses the human heartbeat,
as time erases the memory of a child's fears.

A smile remains frozen upon its lonely face,
softly weaving comfort into the weary air.
But the faulty human mind forgets
the love an old toy is willing to share.

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  1. Date: 7/22/2012 10:26:00 PM
    angie congratulations in Susan's, "forgotten" contest.. have your self a good night. ;-) always~PD

  1. Date: 7/18/2012 5:55:00 AM
    Congratulations on your well deserved win in Susan's "Forgotten" contest Angie. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 7/18/2012 2:04:00 AM
    Oh the fate of childhood toys! Nicely done Angie. Congrats!

  1. Date: 7/17/2012 1:36:00 PM
    Congrats, Angie. Very touching. Nice going. Kudos. hugs, Ralph

  1. Date: 7/17/2012 12:13:00 PM
    Angie, congrats on your win..David

  1. Date: 7/17/2012 9:04:00 AM
    Touching write, Angie. congratulations on your win. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 7/17/2012 8:24:00 AM
    My personal number one so far!! Light & Love Congrad's on your win.

  1. Date: 7/17/2012 7:35:00 AM
    Congrats..this is a great take on the subject. I like!

  1. Date: 7/17/2012 7:04:00 AM
    Congratulations on your #2 win in my contest! I like how you described the toy, especially the dust fingerprints, and how we all eventually outgrow our toys and shelve them, sometimes forgetting the joy/love they used to give us :)

  1. Date: 4/17/2011 8:07:00 PM
    This was a good read with nice rhyme and imagery. I'm 48 and I still have my childhood teddybear. It never fails to bring a smile everytime I run across it in the closet. Thanks for writing.