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