Toy Train
TOY TRAIN
I recall delighting in it
When I was five-and-a-bit
A toy train - very nice.
Engine, to be precise
Green, shining, new
Dream come true;
Biggest best train I ever had
I lost it soon afterwards - bad.
Was it mine or maybe a loaner, say?
A prop from the school play?
Must have been a loaner
But I looked high and low for its owner
Weeks, months passsed
Nowhere to be found, alas
Maybe it was just a dream train
The stuff of castles-in-Spain,
Unfulfilled toy-dreams -
And like all childhood eye-gleams
No matter how enraptured
Dreams can never be recaptured
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2010
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