My Blue Teddy Bear Poem by Denis Martindale

The blue teddy bear smiled at me
The first time that we met!
It's a fact, he's always happy,
Not one sign of regret!
When I hold him, he holds me, too,
He's mine and mine alone...
So don't hurt him, I'm warning you!
Fair dos, go get your own!

My teddy sits upon my lap,
I read him fairy tales,
I hold his hands to help him clap,
Sometimes I trim his nails...
I let him ride upon my back
As I walk up to bed...
Then just us two will hit the sack
And no more words are said...

My teddy doesn't snore at all,
My teddy's too polite!
Some toys will drive me up the wall,
Yet teddy hates to fight!
He's full of love like no-one else,
He's truly my best friend,
So you play with your tinkerbells,
They drive me round the bend!

I'd rather play with teddy here
Than go and meet the Queen!
I'd rather hold my teddy near
And wash and keep him clean!
I put his waistcoat on again
And straighten up his tie
And compliment him there and then
And hold his head up high!

Oh, teddy, you're adorable,
You're handsome every day...
In fact, I think you're wonderful
Each time you kneel and pray!
How many teddies pray like that?
You're special, yes, you are!
And so much better than our cat,
'Cos, teddy, you're a star!


Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2012.