Freddy

Sometimes he sits, a little forlorn, handsome and elegant, gently worn. He’s shy, it’s true--but full of grace, a quiet comfort in my resting place. And when I see his tender smile, my worries fade, if just a while. With the biggest blue eyes--so wide, so true, he never lies, not ever to you. He’s been there through my laughs and tears, so lovable, kind, through all these years. When he was given, I felt so blessed-- do you know who he is? Have you guessed? His name is Freddy-- and he is my Teddy. Alesia Leach © 5/2014