Last year the shops were crowded
With soldier suits and guns-
The presents that at Christmas time
We give our little sons;
And many a glittering trumpet
And many a sword and drum;
But as they're made in Germany
This year they will not come.
Perhaps another season
We shall not give our boys
Such very warlike playthings,
Such military toys;
Perhaps another season
We shall not think it sweet
To watch their game of soldier men,
Who dream not of defeat.
Playthings
Alice Duer Miller
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Poem topics: christmas, dream, time, sweet, game, watch, sword, soldier, Season, year, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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