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Teddy Bear


There is this teddy that I own Though his story remains unknown His troubled past But time’s traveled so fast My brother found him alone and weary We washed him and I finally saw him clearly His button eyes held a story One which will always be blurry He’s traveled with me as time went on I forgot all about him until I saw the table he sat upon I looked at him and recalled his name “Teddy” was my childish shame I love him so dearly But I’ll never know him, really He washed up on an abandoned beach What happened to his previous owner who’ll never reach? Will they wonder what had happened to their friend? If he has another or met a horrid end I can say my brother doesn’t remember him But we took him in on a whim I’m glad we did Because he’s been my friend since I was a kid We won’t separate, even as I grow He’ll always have his blue bow To me he’s special, truly one of a kind Never another one like him, because he’s mine.
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