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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, attic, poetry, rattle, secrets, toys, wooden train
In the attic corner,
long forgotten, hidden,
cardboard box calling
secrets forbidden?
A blue teddy rattle,
and a carved wooden train,
toys of a bygone,
buried like pain.
You said they were mine,
then you threw them away,
history hiding,
a game that you’d play.
I ponder that day,
reminiscing the past,
of the train and the rattle,
who played with them last?
© The Carved Wooden Train 28.12.2012
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo credit: Trem de madeira – HDR (Photo credit: Paulo Henrique Zioli)
Worldly Winds 
Lovely. Having just spent a Christmas with my 2 year old grandson and seen all his modern toys I am old enough to feel nostalgic for the carved wooden train and the rattle!
I know what you mean! I don’t think the wooden train I found had plastic wheels, I’m sure they were wooden! The rattle was one from a string of pram rattles – I doubt you can even get those nowadays!
Oh, I like this so much ~ my children had wooden toys wherever possible ~ they’re so beautiful 🙂
I agree – I had a fascination with the wooden brio train sets, but they were too expensive! 🙂
Perfect for Xmas time!
Thank you! 🙂
What a lovely wooden train. My son is in love with his wooden trains. He plays with them every day.
Yes it looks quite old, probably from the 1970’s. I always wanted a train set!