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Trem de madeira - HDR






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)