Happy Is Playing With Childrens Toys Poem by Anthony Foster
Happy Is Playing With Childrens Toys
Happy is playing with children toys,
Feeling the wind on your face can chase away the blues,
See the crystals of frost glistening on the trees,
And catch a snowflake on your tongue.
To hear a kind word from a friend,
When you are feeling lonely,
The unconditional love of a pet,
Gives comfort oh so homily.
When the icy wind whistles violently,
But you are snug and warm inside,
When someone likes your poetry,
As so do I.
You said it all oh to be a babe again to play with kids toys and feel the wind, Simple life I agree. good piece. a 10
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4/25/2024 9:33:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Happy is playing with children toys, Feeling the wind on your face can chase away the blues... innocence u try to regain in toys.. try to be one like child and enjoy..it is good depiction...10 read mine innocence regained.... child and teacher no please...comment too