Tricksy

The turned down ear
The fur covered eye
The stitched up nose
And the tangled fur

You are old and battered
May look worn and unloved
But beneath this is a handful of memories
A glimpse of the past
And a pinch of childhood

Hidden beneath 2 weary eyes
Hold a daylight never seen
Loved by others before me
From a world before mine.

You've etched into lives
Where we couldn’t be without you
You may not look like much
But you are the sunshine to me
Tricksy