Andy… Beginning to End
This is how his toys saw in Andy…
A boy who cared and cherished for what he had
His life was as sweet as cotton candy…
His toys never seen such a delightful lad
Years past and Andy started to grow…
From a boy who later became tall and bold
His kindness never stopped to glow …
His life was strong like bars of gold
Use to play a lot with his toys in his room…
When the moon set and day began
He met the woman of his dreams, later bride and groom…
From there his childhood was ban
Everything in his childhood, he had to lock away…
Now children of his own
It wasn't until one day…
He was old but not yet worn
Opened up a box…
He opens it
The flame in his heart began to light up…
His old toys just up pop
His old friends…
Still young and true to the end
This poem is dedicated to my long lost stuffed doll, Dolly, she meant a lot to me and hope for one day to reunite with her. She means the world to me and does anything to get her back in my childhood arms, and remember that no other doll(s) can replace her and my love for her is in my mind, soul, and heart.