Just Another Rainy Day

A child yearned to play baseball today - a million raindrops dashed the boy's luck. Yet, espying an object upon the floor; a moppet's imagination runs amuck. The lad fantasized he was young David and mighty Goliath was his foe. Using his treasure as a slingshot, he slew the giant with a single blow. Next he was off to the wild, wild West - pretending to be Chief Thunderdown! He turned his friend into a headband - sporting colored feathers 'round his crown. Chief Thunderdown is injured in battle. His arm dips like a clipped eagles’ wing. The young lad acts as the town's doctor - his treasure doubles as the chief's sling. The child makes believe he's an archer; alinging ten tin cans in a row. A crayon transforms into an arrow - his playmate will suffice as his bow. The youngster is now a circus clown. Under the Big-Top, he’ll giggle and dance! Wriggling his playtoy around his waist; his new found friend will hold up his pants! Out of all the toys that adorn his room - the small prize his dreams would expand? A headdress, a belt and a slingshot are brought to life by one boy’s rubberband. Inspired by: Trash or Treasure? Rhyming Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Karen Neary