The toys she loved as a child often gave out
long before she stopped caring for them;
threadbare, missing eyes or a limb
She would hold onto them tightly
even when they had looked less like a bear or a doll and
more like cleaning rags.
If they could talk the toys would say
they were not treated badly but were instead
loved too much.
If you asked them,
the men she left behind might say the same.