Shark

He’s a shark who always has a spark,
Of laughter and leaves his mark.
He’s is soft as silk,
And loves to drink milk.
He came to me when I was five,
From Seaworld where I saw sharks live.
He keeps me warm in bed at night,
He chomps away the night time frights.
I think he’ll always stay with me,
Keeping me safe from whatever I see.