Teddy Bear

There you sit upon my bed

a look in your eyes

that I know so well,

ears a bit droopy

hair a bit thin.

The years have passed

and we both grow old

you're a bit thread bare

but what do I care

you've listened

to my problems through the years

made me smile through the tears.

I love the feeling

of you in my arms

never complaining

never a word,

you maybe old

and drooping in places

but so am I

so who's complaining?

I was really glad

that first year

that father Christmas

bought you here

I cherished you then

as I cherish you now

my wonderful

darling

teddy bear.