A FINE TOY
A fine toy I once was,
Cherished and well adored.
Showcased for all to see,
Subject of envy and jealousy.
A fine toy had flaws
Which now was all people cared to see.
They ignored the spark that once was,
Subject to jeers and scrutiny.
A fine toy got cast off,
No longer worthy to be seen.
Showered with disdain and not love,
Subject to comments that are mean.
©Sephace_
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On The Road
PoetryOn The Road is a compilation of poems inspired by the unending stories of life which entails both the good and bad and the exciting and depressing aspects of life. *Winner of The Coalition Summer Awards 2019 Poetry category*
