Colleen Courtney

Rookie - 37 Points (10/13/65 / Massachusetts)

A Bear Named 'B' - Poem by Colleen Courtney

He came into your life
It was twenty years today
Little did we know back then
The tremendous role that he would play
He was delivered to the hospital
With yellow roses in a vase
We placed him in your bassinet
From that day by your side he'd stay

He started off so fresh and clean
His newness pastel yellow
His chubbiness and fullness
Over time the years would mellow
He never really had a name
It was left up to fate to see
Then one day playing in your crib
I heard you call out 'B'

As you got older days flew past
Your childhood he had shared
Beside you in your bed at night
He helped allay your fears
And for every day when you were sad
It was he who dried your tears

He's travelled far and wide with you
Your loyal bear friend 'B'
Not just around the US of A
But France and England too

College came and off you went
Together you and he
Another phase in growing up
With your forever best friend 'B'

He's not so new and fresh these days
His stuffing limbs grown thin
His yellowness has faded fast
His button eyes have sunken in

Some may look and see not much
Just a dirty old raggedy bear
But to you my beautiful sweet caring girl
He'll be loved and always held dear.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem to give to my daughter on her 20th birthday coming up this August. She received a teddy bear the morning after she was born from one of my sisters and little did we know then what an important part of her life he would become. To this day that bear still sleeps next to her every night and sits on her bed every day! It's funny how a stuffed teddy bear can seem so 'real' after so many years.

Comments about A Bear Named 'B' by Colleen Courtney

  • Rookie - 158 Points Nick Krakana (2/17/2015 5:44:00 PM)

    wonderful picture of life (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 10,087 Points Daniel Brick (8/18/2014 8:49:00 AM)

    This stuffed toy was highly animated by your words. There were moments when B seemed almost like a living animal, a credit to your words in making him come alive for us the way he always had for your daughter and the family. The toy takes on symbolic dimensions as he accompanies her growing from a child through adolescence to young adulthood. Her relationship with B reminds me of what one of my students once said, Everything that is loved is alive. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 427 Points Chris Zachariou (7/20/2014 6:49:00 AM)

    How moving! The love you feel for your daughter simply through. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,023 Points Geetha Jayakumar (6/20/2014 6:12:00 AM)

    A fabulous flow of words from your pen. Loved reading each lines. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,269 Points Electric Lady (6/8/2014 12:47:00 PM)

    Wonderful....you are blessed with great talent. Write on. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Robert Melliard (6/7/2014 8:50:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem except for the words tremendous and sweet and the expression the US of A none of which appear to fit in terms of rhythm or line length. For that reason I have given it a nine. Sorry if this sounds arrogant but I'm in an over-sincere mood today. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,761 Points Bri Edwards (5/30/2014 12:09:00 AM)

    i've read some of the poem comments (and your note) and am now ready for the poem.

    And for every day when you were sad
    It was he who dried your tears ...............i can picture B wiping away the tears, figuratively and literally. cool.

    well, basically, i liked it quite a bit. nice rhyming and story. thanks for sharing. :) bri (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 29,434 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (5/25/2014 10:55:00 PM)

    while reading the poem the first thought I had is whether such a thing happened actually. Then completing the recitation and in the end script I understood that this is a real thing happened and I felt it so good and the poem is also very beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 193 Points Timothy Caffery (5/25/2014 10:49:00 PM)

    In many ways, I cannot comment on this. But I will say, I am glad that this ends my journey through your works. I guess, as simple as I could put it,12 years ago (I never remembered date, jus the day) , Memorial Day, I received a little bear in place of a daughter. She was Cala Autum Caffery, the bear was never named. Thank you. I feel my daughter knows you somehow. Wow, this was a mind boggling experience. I don't know you, but for what it's worth: you are the truth; not the reflection. Thank you. I'm emotionally drained & spiritually renewed. You're a wonderful mother. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 193 Points Timothy Caffery (5/25/2014 10:47:00 PM)

    In many ways, I cannot comment on this. But I will say, I am glad that this ends my journey through your works. I guess, as simple as I could put it,12 years ago (I never remembered date, jus the day) , Memorial Day, I received a little bear in place of a daughter. She was Cala Autum Caffery, the bear was never named. Thank you. I feel my daughter knows you somehow. Wow, this was a mind boggling experience. I don't know you, but for what it's worth: you are the truth; not the reflection. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,569 Points Loyd C. Taylor, Sr. (5/16/2014 8:46:00 AM)

    Good morning Colleen. These are the things life is made of, well done!
    By the way, I posted a rather long poem this morning and when you have time, would love your review and comments. Let me know when I can return the favor. The title is Sixty-five White Daisies and Ten. Thanks, Loyd (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 639 Points Theodora Onken (5/15/2014 3:03:00 AM)

    Colleen, this was just awesome.
    My son had a favorite stuffed animal as well. Believe he is still in a box in our garage...my son married leaving him behind. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 194 Points Anand Brown (5/13/2014 4:08:00 AM)

    Evocative and engaging, rhythmic and sensual. Hands down the best poet on Poemhunter. Excellent poem once again. huge fan :) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,167 Points Savita Tyagi (5/10/2014 6:52:00 AM)

    Such a lovely poem. All those cherished childhood trinkets so dear to parents and to Children's heart! This poem brings it all back. Thank you for sharing. Happy Mother's Day to you and all other mothers. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 694 Points Matthias Pantaleon (5/7/2014 10:09:00 AM)

    Hmmm! What can I say...the story in your poem is such a sweet and touchy one. That bear must mean a lot to her and hmmm! I got me thinkining! I love this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 28,859 Points Akhtar Jawad (5/5/2014 10:56:00 PM)

    For, on a table drawn beside his head,
    He had put, within his reach,
    A box of counters and a red-vein'd stone,
    A piece of glass abraded by the beach,
    And six or seven shells,
    A bottle with bluebells,
    And two French copper coins, ranged there with careful art,
    To comfort his sad heart.
    Extracts from The Toys by Coventry Patmore (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,429 Points Amitava Sur (5/3/2014 8:46:00 AM)

    A beautiful loving poem with a nostalgic feeling... very nice (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Wellington Marshall (5/2/2014 11:29:00 PM)

    Thats love, very nice, GREAT poem (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,249 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (5/2/2014 1:13:00 AM)

    emotive and beautiful poem, loved it much. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Eric Schojan (5/1/2014 6:19:00 PM)

    wow, I love the structure, the flow, the imagery, pretty much there's nothing not to like about this poem. Brings a great feeling of nostalgia :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 24, 2014


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