An Attic CornerA Poem by George David Hope
AN ATTIC CORNER
In a dark attic corner Sits a lonely teddy bear All covered in dust and cobwebs Unloved for many ayear In a pram he'd be pushed along A doll on either side He was the first thing a mother grabbed When her baby cried He sits beside the Christmas dec's And long forgotten junk Piles of unwanted baby clothes Just thrown into a trunk I'm sure if you looked close enough Into his one remaining eye You'd see memories of happy children From many years gone by His stuffing is all falling out From holes across his head Made by tiny mice To use as bedding for their bed He wishes someone would hold him Clutch him closely to their chest But it looks like this attic Is where he's laid to rest Forgotten in the rafters He wishes to be loved again It's a good job he doesn't have a heart It would only be filled with pain
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