Toys Bring Joy

Toys are to obey and part with,
Their answers solve the goldsmith.

Toys bare all secrets of youth,
Of childhood, of over-stretched tooth.

Toys may not harm the child or infant,
As well, the accidents emerge like an elephant.

May the toy bring joy, wonderful jokes,
Like anything that breaks the blokes.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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