Surrounded by children joyous and jolly I'm here to entertain Singing and dancing as people arrived be in a box as dark as the night As time flies by I feel nothing but cold Brrr Brrr I stiffen and harden as dust covers me like a blanket Light blinds me like a deer in the headlights as I'm lifted out of that prison of nothing I'm washed then dried by the wind who tip-toes in quietly To make feel alive again
I really like your title. It drew me in and made me want to read the poem. I also really liked the last part where the wind washes and dries you and tiptoes in. Great imagery!