My Special Friend
By Priscilla H
I got you when I was eight
Your coat is brown and yellow
You’re soft and very fluffy
But your face is sad and grumpy
Your tail is old and worn out
And your ears are floppy and missing
Although you are an old teddy
In my eyes you’re always new
I loved you my soft plush teddy
You were the toy I liked the most
I’d look to you at upset times
You’d brighten up my day
I always used to be with you
But now you sit alone
I’ll remember you my soft plush teddy
You’ll never be forgotten
