My Sacred Valuable
By Kevin C
Auburn treasure,
Shimmering illuminated pupils,
My Teddy,
Memories cascade my mind,
As I gently stroke my fingers down the fur.
Since I was a young cub,
Gift from my caring parents,
Overwhelming endearment,
Urging to grasp onto me.
Reminding me of the past,
Everlasting parent’s affection,
My sacred valuable,
My momentous, opulent riches.
