Broken Toys

Remote car with broken wheel
Yet has not lost its appeal

Spider man with hands torn
Still looking at me with forlorn
Aeroplane with wings gone
I'm still trying to stick it on
Railway set with tracks lost
Cant give it up at any cost

Scattered are these across my room
Mummy wants to use the broom
And put these away in a bin
As though having it is a sin

Those little toys are my world
wherein my imagination swirled
To cast them away as broken,
Has my heart fully broken


Written as part of  Day 6 of 'Write Tribe Festival of Words #5