My edited poem. Much better please read. What do you think?

Question:I took my daughter to a toy shop today
I let her out and she went off to play
Her eyes lit up like fire; as though they were sparked
by the show of colours as we embarked
into the passage in this sanctuary of toys.

Bouncing ‘round straight over to the pink display
Where a princess dresser lassoed its prey
She sat on the stool with glee an’ brushed her hair
within the mirror where her face did glare
Smiles of euphoria; as innocent as can be.

Then over to where the instruments did lie
Drums, pianos, recorders and bull’s-eye!
An xylophone; she went into the zone
Nodding her head to the song of her own
Drumming away freely with no effort nor’ rhythm.

She then found all the many bright Disney balls
All different sizes; how she recalls!
How she desires one with her adored Tigger
She strides ‘round now with a hearty swagger;
Holding her chosen ball, bouncing it upon the floor.

It’s time to leave once I manage to catch her
and strap her back in and cause a big stir
Oh how she objects when I prise her away
It’s her wonderland; real eventful day!
I’ll come back another day and get her Tigger ball.

- Kirsty Mapes

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: I took my daughter to a toy shop today
I let her out and she went off to play
Her eyes lit up like fire; as though they were sparked
by the show of colours as we embarked
into the passage in this sanctuary of toys.

Bouncing ‘round straight over to the pink display
Where a princess dresser lassoed its prey
She sat on the stool with glee an’ brushed her hair
within the mirror where her face did glare
Smiles of euphoria; as innocent as can be.

Then over to where the instruments did lie
Drums, pianos, recorders and bull’s-eye!
An xylophone; she went into the zone
Nodding her head to the song of her own
Drumming away freely with no effort nor’ rhythm.

She then found all the many bright Disney balls
All different sizes; how she recalls!
How she desires one with her adored Tigger
She strides ‘round now with a hearty swagger;
Holding her chosen ball, bouncing it upon the floor.

It’s time to leave once I manage to catch her
and strap her back in and cause a big stir
Oh how she objects when I prise her away
It’s her wonderland; real eventful day!
I’ll come back another day and get her Tigger ball.

- Kirsty Mapes

You beautifully depicted the playful and jovial atmosphere surrounding a child in a toy shop. Something I'm sure we all can relate to. And the ending is so incredibly realistic. I never got toys right when I asked for them either. Only the parents that spoil their kids do that.

It's pretty good, but you should get a better rythym to it. I still like it though!

I only read about 2 lines of every paragraph. Pretty good
what are disney balls?