From the age of two I loved you.
Though you had no mouth, you smiled back at me.
Back then, you were clean and new.
I loved you then, I love you now.
Through ages 3, 4, 5,
You never left my side.
Your deep dark eyes, your big brown nose,
Your lifeless figure was comforting.
Then I turned six, and under the bed you lay.
Forgotten.
Dirty, yes, but my childhood memories you hold.
So special to me you are.
And that is why I love you.