Childhood

Poor old teddy bear, waiting tired and time-worn Reminding me of many nights spent too forlorn, We have seen better days when your soft coat was new And all the dreams we dared to dream seemed overdue. I put away my childhood toys as I grew old Because I’d sought the happiness that futures hold. While childish hopes are based upon small simple things They fade into the lonely past that growing brings. Sometimes I wish, with all my heart, I could recall That yesteryear, so long ago, when I was small. There’s a precious amount of brief security In loving a teddy bear who loves only me.