Be My Paper Doll
Boys have toys
That's well known
And when they grow older
some they still own
I don't mean their Porsches
and electronics
Ones they might keep for play
like down on the floor or
up on a table top
While others are keepsakes
of which they never play
So now I'll tell of mine
Some I still have some are
out in a grove
Like my steel wheelbarrow wheel,
or rusting behind a barn
Others were only in my mind
though I never owned
That would be the electric train
I found every Christmas time
It stays in the store or Sears catalog
or on my cousin's shelf
Teddy bears and trucks and cars
Most every marble I've ever
had resting in an old crank churn
The tin monkey that knows
his multiplication table through twelve
Six Match Box cars on my dresser
lined up ready to race and
my gyroscope in its box
A wooden box with my wood box and
My Shirley Temple scrape book
that Mom and I filled
An old cast iron taxi my sister
bought sort of like the one
I had when small
There's my Dick Tracy camera
I'd ordered from Chicago
And a few others I haven't told
There's one I played with
but never owned
And NEVER WILL
That's the paper dolls
Ones like I played with
while visiting my cousins
I would cut out clothes for the dolls to wear
When we ran out then we'd find some more in the Sears and Wards catalogs
Doing all that was fun
But now I've no desire for them
No desire to even play
let alone own
There is an exception
But still, I would be FAKING IT
That's if a GRANDAUGHTER
wanted me to play
Paper Dolls
Oh yes, I forgot to tell of,
my trusty Red Ryder BB Gun,
it still shoots
And my Snow Sled
hanging on a garage wall,
we have no snow in our
Gulf Coast part of Texas
[My dresser top -- Race Ready]
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- Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Fifteen for the prompt below,
- We were asked, like "challenge you to write a poem about something you have absolutely no interest in." That would be PAPER DOLLS.
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Labels: List Poem, Loose Rhyme, NaPoWriMo 2022, NaPoWriMo 2022b, Poem, prose poem, Slant Rhyme, Toys
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