In Praise of Magna-tiles

(And the tiny humans who build with them)

Plastic bodies augmenting
Beams of light
A childish grisaille

Strewn across the floor
like a patchwork quilt
Of rainbow colors

Lined up in a row
a toddler-made train
Chugging across the window sill

Crafted into 
cathedrals and cottages,
havens for wooden peg people

An ode to tiny humans 
and artifacts, dually 
beautifying and occupying this home.