"Whispers of Marbles"

In a realm of colors, a world so grand,

Marbles dance upon the sand.

Round and smooth, each unique sphere,

Whispering tales that we hold dear.

With vibrant hues of red and blue,

Green, yellow, and shades anew,

Marbles sparkle, catching light,

Transforming day into twilight.

They roll and spin in playful glee,

A game of chance, where dreams run free.

Tiny wonders, treasures divine,

Captivating hearts, yours and mine.

Through gentle flicks and skillful aim,

Marbles tumble in a vibrant game.

Hands of children, young and old,

Striving for victory, brave and bold.

Their glassy presence, a nostalgic delight,

Memories etched, in days so bright.

In childhood's innocence, they reside,

A simple joy we'll never hide.

So let us gather, young and old,

And let the marbles stories unfold.

In this kaleidoscope of joy and fun,

Marbles unite us, till day is done.

For within those circles, we find,

Imagination unleashed, unconfined.

A testament to childhood's bliss,

Marbles, forever, we shall miss.