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Teddy, My Friend

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .


When doubts come upon me,

in the dark of night,

when nothing seems right anymore,

then I take you and hug you -

my dearest friend from so long ago.

A steaming cup of black tea beside me,

as the twilight fades from the sky.

The stars come out to play,

holding your soft body close -

we sit silently in the dark.

It seems then that if you could whisper to me,

you would say, “Be glad for the life you’ve been given”.

“I have sparkling eyes that don’t see

and a mouth that cannot speak

and I’m just full of foam with no heart that beats”.

Still Teddy, I still love you so.

As we sit by the window,

the moon lights up the night

and I look at Teddy with a fond smile.

He was there when I was little,

he dried all my tears,

he has seen me grow and I know -

that he can still comfort me.

So even if it seems silly now,

the two of us here.

Teddy can still make me smile,

make me remember the many blessings,

that I should be counting instead of tears.

So I’ll put behind all my fears

and as Teddy sits in his place of prominence,

upon my dresser,

I’ll go forth to face life,

with joy and a zest for living.

So Teddy, my friend,

thank you once again,

for putting all the pieces in place.

For mending a heart that was shattered once more,

for reminding me what life is worth

and that I’m the best there is,

with you it’s been put to the test

and your love does the rest.

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee

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