Teddy in the DumpA Poem by Mark Wallace
Lonely teddy in the dump With eyes downcast and body slumped Cast in a purgatory drear, Was there no child to shed a tear? A loyal teddy, I doubt not That once gave joy but is forgot Now on a disused fridge you perch Your beady eye betrays your hurt. Alas, most melancholy sight As day turns into bitter night And, you, ill-clad against the cold Still sit, and wear the smile of old. But though you smile, your heart doth break A bear forgotten and forsaked A bear betrayed by fickle man Who cast him out without a qualm. To make the man, the child must die And childish feelings all run dry And he who would traverse life’s humps Must cast his teddy in the dump. © 2010 Mark Wallace |
Stats
260 Views
1 Review Added on October 10, 2010 Last Updated on December 1, 2010 Author
|