Brownie
Battered tattered
Worn and torn
Her joys and fears
Pain and tears
Throughout the years
Across the sands you helped her carry
Over water you helped her ferry
All her worry all her care
All her "stuff" you helped her bear
For every moment
Big or small
Every hurdle
Short or tall
For all of everything
You were there
Bedtime battles
Late night prattles
Her hopes and wishes
Daydreams while washing dishes
Or you two lakeside catching fishes
Regrets and woes
While painting polish upon her toes
Or sick in bed with a runny nose
Each and every single day
Inseparable,you two would play
Your friendship stood the test of time
When she looked at you her face would shine
With wonder pride and a love so fierce
That I knew one day her heart you'd pierce
The day she lost you I still remember
The skies were gray
A gloomy day
In not just yet or quite November
She came to me her face a mess of tears and dirt and snot
And cried "I left him by the swings I thought!"
"And I meant to grab him but I forgot!"
With guilt and shame and grief my poor baby's face was wrought
As I hurried towards the swingset my hand my daughter caught
And wiping away tears with the backside of her hand
She said bravely "It's ok Mama I think I understand."
"When I went back I knew I wouldn't find him but I looked anyway."
"He wasn't there but that's okay cuz today must be the day.
I think he's gone home with another child who needs something to hold at night and in the daytime play."
But every year on the birthdate his T.Y tag had showed
We celebrate in his honor with Brownies A'La Mode!
Copyright © Rebecca Young | Year Posted 2024
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