Tigger

Tigger’s Poem
My little Tigger to me is the best
To me he is better than the rest
Despite the fact he’s dirty and old
To me Tigger is worth more than gold
To me he is like a second brother
I love him just less than my father and mother
A little spark oh so bright
Do not under estimate the might
Like a flame in my life
When I hug him I feel snug and tight
Now Tigger has had his fall
Because he sits against the wall
On the top of my shelf
Ears shaped like an elf
Now that I am ten years older
Tigger doesn’t move and just sits like a boulder
I don’t play with him anymore
However he still holds a very special place in my heart