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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1557543
A poem about a teddy that was given to me after my father died which gave me comfort.
My Friend



He’s made to last although he’s tattered,

He wears my past, my memories he’s gathered.



After dad died he was given to me,

To him I cried and could only be free.



I held him so near and closed my eyes,

He soaked up my fear and heard my cries.



My worries and sadness he kept,

And took away the badness as I slept.



I’m so glad I have my teddy,

For now I’m not sad and feel more steady.







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