At first you are ecstatic Look what you found in the attic A toy! & you are just a boy. So you play, With me all day, A month & a year goes by. But I'm out of your mind's eye, Collecting dust on the shelf See he got a new toy for himself. All shiny & red I knew I would dread The day he didn't want me It hurt but it had to be. He threw me on the curb Not to be disturbed Until one day Another boy will go out of his way To play... Because I am just a toy.