Long Gone Teddy
I needed a friend because I was scared,
My curiosity compelled my decision,my choice.
To precariously balance on my tricycle,
To peer into the unknown,
The strange shaped glass covered
Gas meter.
I was almost able to peer,
Into the strange, yet fascinating
Object that hung on the brick,
Wall outside, in the backyard,
Of my childhood,
Home.
I don't remember exactly,
How my chin ended up,
Slammed against the glass,
Other than the wheels,
Slipped back, my head,
Forward.
My chin spilt open,
A gash,pain,blood,fear,
Shame, wondering why,
I didn't plan better to
Avoid such a dumb
Mistake.
So Mom and I, we walked,
Up to the corner to the
Bus stop, to ride the
Bus to the hospital,so
I could get my first,
Stitches.
I can't remember the pain,
Or the shot, or the room,
In the hospital, where my
Chin was sutured,but
I do remember you,
Teddy.
The gift shop had you,
Sitting on a shelf,
Waiting to be placed,
Into the arms of
A child, who needed
Comfort.
Thus began the friendship,
Of my brown-eyed,
Felt padded, mohair
Stuffed animal that,
I so carefully named,
Teddy.
Still today, I wonder,
Whenever I see a
Gas meter, placed outside
On a wall of a house,
What became of you, my
Teddy.
Copyright © Hidden Sister | Year Posted 2013
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