You lay at the bottom of my bed,
Ever looking so sad.
An eye long gone,
The stuffing gone,
An ear chewed off,
Time taken it‘s toll on both of us.
A bond so strong,
You’ve seen me through my worst.
When I laid at night and cried myself to sleep,
You soaked up my tears and kept me warm.
When I thought I had no friends,
You were there to remind me, that I had you.
A gift you were from my late grandfather,
From that day you never left my side.
I remember a time you went missing,
I wouldn’t sleep until you were found.
A grown man, now I am;
I still can’t let you go.
I look into you’re eye,
And know you’ll always be with me.
When I’m laid to rest,
I know you’ll be laid next to me.
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