A guardian of the darkness


A protective little thing


He cuddles up to me


His small purple head turns left and right


In the stillness of the cool night


His short arms rub against me


Scruffy all around


His squinting eyes staring at me


I hug him tighter


Like a family member


He is getting old


Sewn and frayed around the edges


Strings sticking out of him


Fluff everywhere, holes here and there


But I still like him all the same


He's special to me


He brings back memories


Waiting for my return from school


I snuggle him, I love you 'Barney'





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