Soft Spot in My Heart

You were there when I was born.
And now you’re all torn.
You are always by my side.
Even on a bumpy ride.
You’re soft like a baby lamb.
And you sort of smell like strawberry jam.
Now you’re looking very bad.
But you will always be my lad.
Every night I make you sleep on my right side.
Because you make the night less of a fright.
The days I felt like I was dying.
And now I am no longer crying.
Thank you for always being there.
Even though you are not a teddy bear.
My childhood blanket.