the tears of a childA Poem by dana child, a teddy bear and a dad; their storythe tears of a child
the first thing I do when I check my child is hold him to me like a teddy bear, held with so much love that will not ring false; my bear is well-worn like a threadbare coat (if coats could show love) to fend off the cold and give my love back.
though some days are dark, they echo so loud, like the tears of a Child; the bear hears the sound, and seeks out to find the Child in such pain; they snuggle and hug till day lights their world.
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