Whilst in sleep it is held close,
for comfort, reassurance and love.
During the day it rests with the others.
Sitting and staring slightly at the passing day.
It is a fond rememberance of our childhood
yet it is carried into old age.
It will always be with you, in memory.
or in the reality of it's presence before you.
It never deserts you, or hurts you ,it never judges or condemns.
It is always there for you, offering solace and peace,
an undemanding constant love.
You know it's unique smell and feel, and defintive softness in your arms.
It looks in your eyes and understands everything you will tell it.
You know it's name, the special name you gave long ago,
as a small child rarely will you lose it, or throw it away
for it is linked to you, to your very heart.
And so it waits, every day,longer as the years progress.
For the time it will be held once more,
and you will feel the love , that is locked in.