Going through your toy box,
You find a broken toy there,
It has lost it's shine and has rust,
But still works and is fairly rare..
Time flies as you play with it,
It becomes whatever you wish it to be,
You drop it, throw it and even dent it,
Having it is a reason for your glee..
Months go by and you slowly change,
You don't even know that you have lost something dear,
You find better things in your life to play with,
While the dumped toy still waits for you to move it's gears..