Sharing Toys

In a playroom bright, with toys galore, Sharing Toys

Red cars and dolls upon the floor. Lily and Tom, with cheeks so rosy, Were best of friends, almost always cozy.

But uh-oh! A rumble, a frown, a fight! The shiny red car, a tempting sight! “It’s mine!” cried Lily, pulling it near, “No, mine!” yelled Tom, with a frustrated tear.

The car stayed stuck, a tug-of-war toy, Spoiling their fun, their playful joy. Then, Mom walked in, with a gentle smile, “What’s all this fuss? Let’s try for a while,

To share the car, and take turns with glee, Imagining trips to the bright blue sea! Lily, you drive to the ice cream stand, Tom, you can take it across the sand!"

Lily gave Tom a playful nod, Tom smiled back, “That sounds really odd! Let's both drive it to the moon so high, Zooming past stars across the sky!”

They shared the car, with happy sounds, Building a rocket on the playroom grounds. Friends once again, with hearts so light, Sharing made everything happy and bright!