in tricky times and through a storm
he keeps her secrets keeps her warm
her friend in life's big adventure
this fur ball on the furniture
'tis life's easy philosophy
to beat every catastrophe
she quotes her mom verbatim
and cries,laughs, then talks to him
how he would and why he should
not be bad but just be good
learning to love,trust and share
pets and hugs her teddy bear
i doubt if it's inanimate
her angel mate and grizzly pet!../original/z.g.
Wonderful! Some of my stuffed critters are definitely very present and "alive" to me.
ReplyDeleteIt is really something the way we turn to stuffed animals for comfort and actually find it. My stuffed animals helped me make sense of my upbringing, too.
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Delightful and insightful! My Teddy Bear was all I had for a pet while growing up. One of the very first things I did when I got married was to get a puppy. I have not been petless since!
ReplyDeleteMy bear's name is Clyde, and he know all my secrets.
ReplyDeleteYou have struck a cord with a lot of people with this poem that goes right to the heart. My bear's name is Chocolate Bear :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet poem. I wonder when, or if, we ever let go of that comfort of a teddy.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun surprise that it's a teddy bear!
ReplyDeletez.g., when I was a child I had so many stuffed animals - I feel like this poem is for me! :D
ReplyDeleteI didn't see the end coming. My elderly mother has a large stuffed monkey in her bedroom!
ReplyDeleteFun take on the prompt! Brings out the "Stuff and Fluff in all of us! It is wonderful, how these toys help so many learn to "love, trust and share".
ReplyDeleteYou have described my daughter's relationships with her many stuffed animals perfectly! Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI haven't ever been able to give away our boys' stuffed animals; I'm keeping them for me and for them and perhaps for their kids. These are essential to growing up and I think you really hit the nail on the head with "learning" the fundamentals.
ReplyDeletewhat sandyc said is true. stuffed toys have a way to comfort. i meyself have lots becuase tehy are there and needs lil attention but alway, alway there to turn to
ReplyDeleteI am 31 years old...and I have stuffed bears. One for every year that my fiance and I have been together. Every Christmas, he gives me a bear with the ending year stitched on one of the paws.
ReplyDeleteI liked this poem. Interesting take on the concept of pets.
-Nicole
Made me smile! Oh the memories... I loved your rhythm in this piece! :)
ReplyDeletebeautiful.. never having the experience of a teddy bear i was thinking gee, i want one.. my son has one, his name is teddy.. i still have it.. guess maybe thaz my teddy too...
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed your teddy bear poem!
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