His material feels bumpy under my skin,
As if I’m walking down a street, running my hand against a wall.
He’s like a pillow I can cry on when I’m feeling upset,
I know he will always be there for me.

After five years he’s still as vibrant as ever,
Even after countless nights underneath my arms.
His smile is bigger than the moon,
And goes all the way to the sun.

He’s every spice and colourful cushion
in a Cambodian market,
Taking me back to when I explored the temples,
Riding elephants and exploring glorious food markets.

With ears like an elephant,
But now they don’t seem as big,
Perhaps its because I grew.
But my love for him does not fade.

Hugs that speak of love,
He is the key to my heart.
Like a rainbow that never ends,
Our links will never be broken.