Game.

Long time ago there were not too many playthings,
Children played with tree branches, mud pies, & natural blessings
Today there are phones, computers, I-pads and more,
These kids do not even appreciate anything anymore.
Definitely they are sharper then the older generation,
Nonstop playing their games with a dedication.

I never had toys, but whatever I do is a game
Enjoying life, busy every second, I call it a toy no matter what it's name,
Nothing is better then doing everything with joy,
Love life every second, mind my own business and enjoy.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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