My Little Man

I picked out a little man on a shelf.
He was shiny and dusty.
I see little blue tubes.
I named him Archer.
I may not have made him but he is still mine.
I love his little red eyes just above his mouth.
He reminds me of Hawk Eye.
I see he is brave.
I have a connection with him.
I feel safe with him around.
With your fast thinking head and your lucky arrow
I always am safe!
I love his beautiful peace bow.
I absolutely just love him.