Lamby

His eyes as brown as soil
His battered fur as grey as smoke
His pink nose blowing away bad thoughts
Its four marble white legs
Its worn down body loved for a million years
Its little eyes staring at a world of infinite
The blue bow sitting on its neck like a collar
It appears when I am feeling worried, scared or sad
It sits in my bed speaking to the others
Standing high in its world it waits for me
As old as me it can still find its way home
In our world it looks small but in my heart it’s massive