The Teddy Bear
Looks with melancholy from the window of her room, Hopes to see him striding down the path, Needs to have him hold her as he wipes away her gloom, He knows just how to make his daughter laugh. Teddy had been naughty so she’d thrown him on the floor, Saw the buttons fly and stitches break, Shed her tears while thinking of the punishment in … Continue reading The Teddy Bear