Oh Where Is My Teddy Bear ?

childrens storytelling

"Time now for bed" My Mummy said,
as we climbed up the stair.
Now in you get and don't forget,
to take your teddy bear.

But look and see, he's not with me,
not since this afternoon.
And it is late, well after eight,
we need to find him soon.

Oh maybe there, upon the chair,
or here beneath my bed.
He may be stuck, please take a look,
and check for Mr Ted?

I wonder if he's tricking me,
by hiding in my drawer.
No Mister Bear is not in there,
we need to search some more.

Please feel that lump, that bear shaped bump,
there halfway down the sheet.
That's not his nose, those are my toes,
upon my little feet.

It's late at night, I'm tucked up tight,
my pillow soft and deep.
But at days end, without my friend,
I feel I cannot sleep.

Just look once more, behind the door,
for we were playing there.
You clever child, My mummy smiled,
you've found your teddy bear.

So time for bed, for me and ted,
the even tide has come.
Turn off the light and say goodnight,
sweet dreams I love you mum.

 

Author's Note

Honesty please

Reviews

[Baz]

This is brilliant. Simply brilliant. As you know, this type of poem is right up my street. You know, sometimes I find writers who have great ideas but poor execution. Then there are others with poor ideas but good technical writing skills. But every now and then I come across someone who has both in spades. And that, my friend, is you. I just adore this story and it really would not be out of place on a bookshelf in a book shop. And I don't say that often about things I read here in the Cafe.

(PS: I have a similar, but inferior, poem called Where's My Teddy. This is not a read request, just a note to say that I didn't steal your idea!)

[J Todd Underhill]

I think you could be quite the children's author. I like it! I am currently writing (Slowly) a Childrens book, and this surpasses anything I have done in that genre!