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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Family >> ID #1060464  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Kitten's Teddy
I was four years old when I felt the pain of "hurt" for the first time.
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I was Daddy’s little Kitten…
That was his pet name for me.
I was only four at the time,
I was happy and carefree.

Daddy gave me a Teddy.
I cuddled Teddy every day.
Teddy gave me comfort,
When Daddy worked away.

When Daddy came home from work,
His jacket would hang near the door,
Every morning it was there,
My Daddy I loved and adored.

Mummy and Daddy were yelling…
One night before I slept.
Daddy’s jacket was gone in the morning…
I heard Mummy crying in bed.

“What’s wrong Mummy, where’s Daddy?”
Mummy wiped her tears and wept…
“Daddy and I have parted…
Don’t worry, I love you,” she said.

We moved to a place up north,
My Mummy, my Sister and I…
But my Teddy stayed at home,
We’d left Daddy and Teddy behind.

After a while we returned,
Our toys and Teddy were gone,
Daddy gave all our things away,
Something was terribly wrong.

Mummy had decided,
Things would never be like before.
Daddy has now moved away…
And my Teddy’s living with the girl next-door.
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