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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