Children staring through the
Fingers pointing at displays
Noses pressed against the
Ooh's and Ahh's and Yeah's and Hey's.
Toys now, the likes of
Older folks cannot perceive,
Far beyond their comprehension,
amazed and so naive.
Computer things for savvy
Robotic toys for tots,
Animals that bounce and pounce,
their tummies and they talk.
Expensive electronic toys,
each wish list this year,
Desktops, laptops, hand held devices,
kid's an engineer.
Printers, and keyboards, and mice,
Hah! Won't this Christmas be nice!
The more, the merrier, it seems,
The bigger, the broader, the
The better, those monitor screens.
Hardware, software, disks that
And drives that burn CD's,
Machines that copy, scan, and
And slots for DVD's.
A little girl stood at the
Gazing at everything with awe,
"Mama," she said and
"That's what I want ... that doll."
Propped atop a Christmas
High upon a plastic shelf,
Totally out of place, it seemed,
a doll, all by itself.
"But, honey," her mother smiled and
"I doubt that dolly can talk,
She's not electronically
So she cannot creep nor walk."
"I don't care," said the little
"I just want her to hold and hug,
Like mamas do for
When they want to show them love."
"I want to hold her in my
And rock her fast asleep,
She doesn't have to talk or walk,
need to cry or weep."
And so the mother bought the
For her wise and precious child,
"I guess new things aren't always
She decided then, and smiled.
Far better to hold a baby
Than to hold a remote control,
Far better to know of hugs and
Than of things electronic and cold.
Copyright December 2006 ~ July 2007