The yo-yo sits on a shelf
It’s cord wound up
As it gathers dust
It used to do many tricks
The usual up and down
And sometimes it went round the world
But as it sat there
It seems like it has been forgotten
Left alone while computer games are played
Until one day, it was noticed again
A casual clean made the yo-yo sighted again
Taken off the self as dust went into the air
It may seem simple
But again it filled someone’s life full of joy
As the yo-yo was swung around again