My favourite toy just has to be my cuddly Mr. Bear
he’s never left my side in all these years,
his fur is flat from so much love, I’m sure he doesn’t care
he’s helped me through the good times and the tears.
Carried around by just one paw, his feet dragged on the ground
he used to have a bow all shiny red,
though we would talk between us no-one ever heard a sound
especially when we were tucked in bed.
He’s a bear who knows my secrets, all my wishes and my dreams
though older now and subject to some change,
a bear who’s stuffed with wisdom, love and hope for me it seems
he still hears all my thoughts, however strange.
My children think I’m crazy with my mad, eccentric ways
though Mr. Bear and I are in no doubt,
as long as we’re together, though we’ve both seen better days
he’s still a friend I couldn’t live without.
Silver trophy winner
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