My Pink Pig

You sit upon your pillowed throne,
a joyous smile upon your face,
and though you may seem old and worn,
Your little heart is loving and warm,
I have sung to you a few school rhymes,
and shared my secrets so many, many times,
you keep me safe and keep me warm,
You’re by my side from dusk till dawn,
Your head was torn off by a nasty beast,
Thinking you were food for his next big feast,
Your head sewn back on although crooked as can be,
You now sit there looking weirdly at me,
You are not as pink as you used to be,
But I don’t care because you still love me,
You make me smile when I’m feeling low,
I love your worn out fur from head to toe,
You are my friend for life,
You are my strength for ever,
No matter where life takes us we’ll always be together.