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The love between them was so very deep. He held them with care even in his sleep The laughters they shared were so very dear In times of sadness he poured out every tear. Never has anyone seen such love between a boy and his toys. He spent much more time with them than other little girls and boys Those toys loved the companion of their dear friend They enjoyed each waking hours that they spent. But an end must come to even the best of things Those toys never again heard the little boy's cheerful greetings Instead dreadful wheezy coughs took that place And no more of his soft rosy face. The toys could not understand why they played no more They wanted to be loved again, instead they lay on the floor Days, weeks, months went by but he only got worse Then one day those lonely toys saw everyone weep, even the nurse "He was such a beautiful boy!" they heard people say Those toys did not understand, they just wanted to play They sat waiting, waiting for that child They wanted to see his sparkling eyes and precious little smile That boy's unconditional love for them is what they lack And so they kept waiting for him to come back.
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Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 1:20 AM UTC
Little Boy Blue
The love between them was so very deep. He held them with care even in his sleep The laughters they shared were so very dear In times of sadness he poured out every tear. Never has anyone seen such love between a boy and his toys. He spent much more time with them than other little girls and boys Those toys loved the companion of their dear friend They enjoyed each waking hours that they spent. But an end must come to even the best of things Those toys never again heard the little boy's cheerful greetings Instead dreadful wheezy coughs took that place And no more of his soft rosy face. The toys could not understand why they played no more They wanted to be loved again, instead they lay on the floor Days, weeks, months went by but he only got worse Then one day those lonely toys saw everyone weep, even the nurse "He was such a beautiful boy!" they heard people say Those toys did not understand, they just wanted to play They sat waiting, waiting for that child They wanted to see his sparkling eyes and precious little smile That boy's unconditional love for them is what they lack And so they kept waiting for him to come back.
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Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 1:20 AM UTC
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