My soft companion

The beaming sun shines through the window,
I'm squinting and hugging my toy tight
remembering last nights dream
I stand up and forced myself to get out of bed,
my soft companion right next to me clip- clopping along
Wearing a pristine silver cape that covered her from head to toe
She watches over us as we slowly eat our breakfast,
it's like she is a barbie doll just sitting there
staring at you and watching every single move that you make
I have had my personal friend through the good times and also the bad
My torn, brown old teddy is very valuable to me,
it represents love, happiness and lots of fantastic memories
This special teddy reminds me of when I was little
My cinnamon coloured toy is the most precious memory I have of my childhood
The bond that I have between my toy and I no one will ever be able to break