The squeals of glee are now silent
The shelves are bare of games and toys.
The patter of small feet are an echo,
Gone is the laughter of girls and boys.
I was once the staple place
of a parent and child’s day of fun.
I soon will exist as only a memory
shared between parent and daughter or son.
I was the center of Christmas hoopla.
My parking lot was always filled.
“This is just what I’ve always wanted!”
those little kid customers trilled.
I watched those parents smile
to see their children so full of joy,
to feel their little arms around their legs
for buying them that one special toy.
“Thank you, thank you so much!
I love you Mama, I love you Dad!”
always brought a smile to my face,
even when business days were bad.
I’ve been around for sixty years.
I’ve watched many children grow.
I’ve seen new generations,
and new fads of toys that come and go.
Parties can only last so long.
Sooner or later, they come to an end.
I bid you farewell, kids past, present, and future.
I was happy to be your friend.
Thank you for our childhoods, Toys R’ Us.
My favorite memory was taking my daughter there for the first time, with my first paycheck when I could finally afford it. She picked out a pink elephant toy, and then threw her arms around me in the checkout line and said ‘Ank u Mama, Love you.”