Day 304 – Broken Toy

I guess I would seem like a block of wood
if you were wanting a lump of clay–
a frustrating, hardened thing
you couldn’t mold

I guess I would seem like a puzzle piece
when you threw the cover of the box away
an irregular shape you couldn’t pound in
a picture that didn’t make sense

But I’m not a broken toy
I’m just a game you never understood how to play
a game you couldn’t win
since there are no rules

And I’m not a block of wood
I’m soft as play-doh in a gentle hand
I’m a kaleidoscope–
look in and you will see

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