I'm the teddy bear,
She has had since she was born,
I'm showing signs of aging now,
My fur matted and worn.
I'm her teddy bear,
She used to hold me at night,
I'm the one who knew instantly
When something wasn't right.
I'm her teddy bear,
I have watched her through the years,
I'm the one who's been there
To absorb her tears.
I'm her teddy bear,
You know I've seen her cry,
And it's me who listened
When she asked me why.
I'm her teddy bear,
I've seen her slam the doors,
There are days when she has come in cross,
And thrown me on the floor.
I'm her teddy bear,
She used to rub my ears,
I've been there when she's cried in pain
And is consumed by fear.
I'm her teddy bear,
You know, I witnessed their first kiss,
I'm so happy and proud of her,
She deserves moments like this.
I'll always be her teddy bear,
I still see her every day,
She's more smiles than tears now
And he makes her that way.
I'll always be her teddy bear,
Although it's him she holds at night,
Sometimes I do feel jealous
But I know it's only right.
I'll always be her teddy bear,
And now she is his wife,
I'm so glad she has brought me along,
To watch over her new life…
#helenswriting
- Written in my old room at home, the night before my wedding
April, 2006
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