I Had a Special Friend
When but a child I had a special friend
Always a comfort to me, a godsend
He was soft and brown with bright button eyes
I would hug him so, ‘twas just the right size.
Always waiting beside me every night
Whenever my mother turned out the light
Vanquishing the monsters under the bed
He comforted me, nuzzled by my head.
He disappeared one day, and I cried so
She said he was dirty, and had to go
Just to the washer to get clean again
Then returned to me with a childish grin.
I still have him on a shelf high above
To remind me of my childhood of love.
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