My nephew who is fingers was touching things with glee! It was good to see the little guy, playing with his GI Joe. Yes, GI Joe has been through a lot slammed in walls. Down a toilet bowl, an armed chewed off was another blow. GI Joe felt this hard but, had to stay brave, he was the kids toy and loved the kid so.The boy grabbed him and laid down for a nap. He felt the boys love in his hand it did flow! Now, my nephew' fingers wakes up. Starts opening things and bangs on pots. He reaches and opens a place to put GI Joe. Then runs away that little small Tot! Well, he leaves with his mom.The next day GI Joe is really alone. GI Joe's friend is not there. Now worries remembering being thrown. The area is dark and it's getting hot. Can't open the door laid flat and still. The door was opened and smoke filled the air. GI Joe melted just his feet left there. The story is ended, GI Joe is at peace. It's hard being a toy, but I was loved by a boy. Too little to know what he does will cease. He will miss me, like me he gave me Joy! His grave was made: Here lies GI Joe,Gave strong love to a kid, didn't want to let go. Oven melted and was hid. He has my love that will never go. For my fingers: I loved you KID, now grow and let go!
By Marsha Neuschwanter
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