Hive Open Mic Week # 53. The toys of my childhood. Original song.

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Hive Open Mic Week # 52.. Birds for freedom. Original song.

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The toys of my childhood.

Greetings to our musical people. Hive Open Mic, with the suggestion of our renowned and talented boss @cabelindsay invites us on this occasion to have thecreative with the word TOYS.

How many memories and nostalgia flocked to my memory of when I lived my childhood in the 1960s.

I was surrounded by ordinary toys and full of fantasy.

Today I see children having fun with their advanced phones, and I congratulate and admire them, but I would not trade my games for an Iphone.

Some of those toys were the whirligig, marbles, kites and so many more that were our healthy fun.

Today I see children having fun with their advanced phones, and I congratulate and admire them, but I would not trade my games for an Iphone

I thank God for those great games.

THE TOYS OF MY CHILDHOOD.

What beautiful toys
I had in my childhood
of remote date!

They were very rustic,
but despite everything
they gave a good grade.

Whirligig and spinning tops,
little race cars,
marbles, "papagayos",
small wax horses.

I would like to return
in time and distance,
to have again
the toys of my childhood.

(Perinola, yo-yo y trompo).

Saludos a nuestra gente musical. Hive Open Mic, con la sugerencia de nuestro reconocido y talentoso jefe @cabelindsay nos invita en esta ocasión a tener el creativo con la palabra JUGUETES.

Cuántos recuerdos y nostalgia acudieron a mi recuerdo de cuando viví mi infancia en los años sesenta.

Estaba rodeado de juguetes ordinarios y lleno de fantasía.

Hoy veo niños divirtiéndose con sus teléfonos avanzados, y los felicito y admiro, pero no cambiaría mis juegos por un Iphone.

Agradezco a Dios por esos fabulosos juegos.

LOS JUGUETES DE MI INFANCIA.

¡Qué bellos juguetes
tuve yo en mi infancia
de data remota!

Muy rústicos eran,
pero pese a todo
daban buena nota.

Perinolas y trompos,
carritos de carrera,
canicas, papagayos,
caballitos de cera.

Yo quisiera regresar
en el tiempo y la distancia,
para volver a tener
los juguetes de mi infancia.