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.