BOYS TOYS
Here is another early recollection
It was Christmas, upon reflection
Windows with frost on the inside
A winter freeze that none denied
A cold morning, no more waiting
The night before, just anticipating
Three toy cars, other presents too
Nash Rambler, a pretty light blue
Hudson Sedan, brown and cream
Usually two-toned, it would seem
Plymouth Plaza, in a purple shade
American makes, yet British made
Best of all, was a construction set
The nicest present one could get
In a box, alongside those toy cars
And it had nuts and bolts in brass
Soon, I had something assembled
Yet only I knew what it resembled
Back then, so glad for what I’d got
Money was tight, so it wasn’t a lot
Yet somehow we all came through
Slowly, things improved, it is true
But today, with all this reminiscing
I do recall those things I’m missing