She stuffed him with love’s strife,
Gave him “breath,” gave him “life.”
Once here, now he is gone
From the shelf he sat upon.
The mother and the bear were born.
Both artists of the heart now mourn.
Seemed great heaven moved away
When her bear was bought one day,
So it was the teddy bear
Found life in all of those who care.
A lovely, quiet piece, with no tricks, but it touches the heart.
Amor
Ch'erie
I wish the magic of the Velveteen rabbit
for all the precious inatimate souls who mean so much to us. You might enjoy my poem
"Giddeon's Gift." Vicky