shadow on the wall
head leans down
to kiss sleeping forehead
pitch black room
piercing through the quiet
tiny dinosaur roar
beneath the bed
dolls dance
with dust mites
under cover of dark
tiny plastic soldiers
always keep the watch
fruit flies race
through plastic ruins
covered in dust
faintly heard
just before sleep
wheels and pulleys
little toy car
forever in search
of a racetrack
under dust blankets
plastic figurines
dream of dollhouses
while the lights are off
lost toys huddle around
fake plastic campfire
when the room empties
and is forgotten by all
the lost toys still hum