Love For A Toy Poem by Randy McClave

I was once asked when I was a little boy
If I had ever loved? And, yes I did for a little toy,
I wanted it so much, and to buy it I tried and tried
But, I never had enough money so I cried and cried,
So, I waited impatiently for my birthday to come
Hoping my parents would buy it with their own income,
I dreamt for that toy that I loved every day and night
My dreams were full of excitement and also delight,
On my fingers and toes I would countdown to my birthday
And every night before bed for that toy I would pray,
My birthday finally arrived and my parents gave me their present
I unwrapped my gift eagerly with urgency to see its content,
Finally in my hands was the toy that I had so desired
I was now holding my toy, my love that I had longingly admired,
Happily I played with my new toy from sunset until early dawn
But, then I got bored with it, my aspiration for it was quickly gone,
I once was in love when I was a boy, not with a toy, but a dream
When that dream became a reality, it wasn't what it had seemed.

Randy L. McClave