My tatty old teddybear?

My treasured tatty teddybear
has bare patches on his fur
there’s holes on his face where his glass eyes were, but I will not throw him out, I’ll never put him in a bin coz if I didn’t have my teddybear it would be an awful sin

You see my old teddybear means the world to me, my mother bought him for my Christmas present when I was only very wee..Well I’ve had him all my life & that’s a very long time coz I’m not young anymore & a little passed my prime

He sits by his self on my wooden dresser shelf, I sit him up every morning when the day is dawning.. he doesn’t ask for much just my love & care, he is a cuddly companion my tatty teddybear