Toys

I got it for Christmas a long time ago.
So unexpected, it made my day, my year, I thought.
I stuck to it.
I couldn't get enough.
Always looking forward to the next time I was going to enjoy playing with it.
Hadn't been happier before.
Didn't remember, at least.
Tried to play with old ones, as well, but, eventually, I just forgot about them.
I was so happy.

Time.

The first time, I saw it in a store.
I wasn't even looking for it.
I dreamed about it.
It grown in my brain.
I surprised myself thinking about it while playing with what I thought was going to be my always favorite.
My desire for it exceeded the joy I was able to get from what I already owned.

Time.

I got it for Christmas a long time ago.
So unexpected, it made my day, my year, I thought.
I stuck to it.
I couldn't get enough.
Always looking forward to the next time I was going to enjoy playing with it.
Hadn't been happier before.
Didn't remember, at least.
Tried to play with old ones, as well, but, eventually, I just forgot about them.
I was so happy.

Time times twenty seven.

There aren't toys anymore, but the cycle, the cycle is still the same.