It is as though I were a doll:
A shiny new Christmas toy.
Or a bright, red toy firetruck:
Cheap and badly made.
It's as if you gazed at me
With big, expectant Christmas-morning eyes;
Like I was the best thing you had ever owned.
It's as if I made you really happy,
Like I was a light in your life.
It's as if my toy sirens then stopped flashing.
Or my badly-made arm dropped off.
It's as if your excitement wore off
And Christmas day passed.
It's as if you looked down on my damaged form
And decided, mildly disappointed,
To throw me away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's as if you gazed at me With big, expectant Christmas-morning eyes; Like I was the best thing you had ever owned. very nice poem. thank you for your imagination.. tony