My teddy

My teddy, over there on the floor,

Why are you all alone?

Why do I feel like you're the only one who understands?

You're just material and fluff...

Why is it, when I'm happy,

You don't exist?

But when I'm sad,

You're the only one there...?

You were there when shouts were heard,

When bangs and booms were made,

When cries were echoing through the house...

When silence took over,

When I was to scared to cry anymore...

My teddy, over there, on the floor,

I'm sorry you're all alone...

Reviews

[Cynthia]

Its so sweet, we all have a symbol of the teddy, something that really means to us. Teddy Sure have a very deep meaning to us, no matter to children our adults, adults used to say they're doing serious stuff, but I don't think thats what they should do, everyone have a life, a life to spend.
Its a cute poem, I love the teddy in your poem, iI hope I can get that warm soft, fluffy bear bear teddy :)
Wonderful Poem you've written!
So sweet!!!

[Fenner]

I really like this poem a lot! I'm not admitting to having a teddy bear...but lets just say I know what you mean. xx

[Dillon Cotter]

What a great poem. It can be sad for the teddy at the end, but honetly i enjoyed this :) Makes people want to go find their teddies or get one!

Will

[zappy]

wow amazing poem really like it .

[BigDaddySiddle]

distinctly toppa :)

[M.Babu]

Very cute poem. Extremely cute and good:)

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

The Teddy is the witness to so many childhood secrets, good poem .

[?]

awwwwwwwwww this is so sweeeeeet, I love it and you know its true.
Teddys are a good comfort just as friends can be, but a Teddy is always there and never leaves.
So soft and cuddly, warm, hey any they never give you any lip. lol
Gotta love them Teddy's
Very good sweet piece

[Forest Green]

Sweet as honey...precious companion...even I had one when just a boy. I think this is great, and very, very well done.

Nice work...!

Steel

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is very good. Poor Teddy. Where is mine? (looking around frantically)...oh yeah, I left him on the couch. Whew! Close call. He has one eye that was sewn on kind of crooked so I named him "Wink". Familiar objects are seemingly often endowed with special powers to comfort us or cheer us up. And those who discount the understanding of that force or belittle its effects are simply ignorant or prideful persons who are emotionally immature. The witchdoctor has his charms; the librarian, his books...everything from CDs to pets can be comfort totems and provide powerful healing forces to battle depression and anxiety. Great write.