Teddy Bear

A plush toy with a sad little smile
Hidden away for a long, long while
Glassy eyes still glint with hope
That one day, one day
He might be the scope
Of someone’s world-
To be pulled once more from shelf above
Feel again the embrace of love
Stitched and scarred, always repaired
By gentle hands and tender care

A broken toy, still full of life
Stuffing inside still supple and lithe
Willing, waiting, for the right pair of hands
A heart to give in to
And meet its demands-
To chase away monsters at night
Offer comfort in broad daylight
Keep every secret he’s ever been told
Stay close as his companion grows old
Always be there when needing a friend-
A simple love that knows no end

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

This is a sweet poem that has more than one level; we long for that perfect friend, embodied in that stuffed bear... Good flow here, too.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i see a metaphor here that works brilliantly...yes, it could just be a simple toy that wants to be wanted, but i see a person who wants to be wanted...getting sadder each day from disuse...we all need to be needed, we want to be someone's companion...

nice write.

[Emerald Seas]

I'm not sure if this is meant to be a metaphor for finding love after many trials and errors, or is just a simple poem of a teddy bear left behind waiting for a child to cherish the toy. Either way, it is exceptional.