A Bear Named 'B'

Rating: 4.5
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.
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
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.
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COMMENTS
Nick Krakana 17 February 2015
wonderful picture of life
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Daniel Brick 18 August 2014
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.
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Chris Zachariou 20 July 2014
How moving! The love you feel for your daughter simply through.
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Geetha Jayakumar 20 June 2014
A fabulous flow of words from your pen. Loved reading each lines.
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Robert Melliard 07 June 2014
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.
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Bri Edwards 30 May 2014
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
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Loyd C Taylor Sr 16 May 2014
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
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