Worth Fixing

I see an old broken toy That I played with as a boy, I remember the excitement that it brought And all the lessons that it had taught. The great memories that it gave Every thought I did save, But, there it now lays broken Enough remorse can't be spoken. I am now a man Whatever I can do I can, Now I see many beautiful and good things With bumps, scratches and dings. I see many people the very same way From relationships and hurt they hurtfully walk away, Pain and sadness they too will bare And they too need repair. I now remember the joy brought to me I thought that it was all a guarantee, From the toys and the people that I knew Which made my soul feel new. I know grab my tools and my every book Every person and toy deserves a second look, Now I'll repair with philosophical and tool mixing Remember, all good things deserve and are worth fixing. Randy L. McClave