August 28, 2010

Day 236 - Two Times Three is Cars

Everyone has a story Found in every frame A piece of their former glory
About a car called "" or Lori Their tiny wooden splinter of fame Toys; no ending that's gory
Sanded down for size To inspire games and laughter As time constantly flies
Great, even a special prize Found listed "happily ever after" Matching all of life's tries
Polish them up and they go Off to places on tar tracks easily In the best way they know
Or stay in a corner for show Every hope coming true, feasibly In the shaded camera's glow

1 comment:

  1. This poem, like the photo above can be read across, or down, as the viewer so desires. Happy blogging!
    ~The Poet