My Felt Saviour *Ode to my teddybear*

His white fur now scruffy and torn,
his button eyes one missing,
the other on a limp string,
my little furry friend,
through thick and thin,
life is slowly coming to an end.

Cold and forgotten beneath my toy chest,
now he is part of me,
my love for him deep within my breast,
the true mischief in my childhood shenanigans,
the true vandal of my silly games,
Like a puppet on strings,
at my command but happy to be involved.

His ears no longer stand firm and tall,
his hem is splitting through the sides,
his life is short yet remembered,
a never forgotten friend,
buried beneath my heart,
my best chum through the nights,
when monsters still hid beneath my bed,
covering my ears when my parents began to fight.

The scruffy companion,
whose stuffing is beginning to show,
i always told him i was made of steal,
but i knew he was the strong one,
comfort in dire need,
conversation when no one listened.

he knew my secrets,
dreams and demands,
now he falls flat upon my desk,
with a sad smile stitched upon his lips,
i cant bare to tell him its the end,
when i promised him forever.

Maybe my oath can resubmit,
as i look deeper into his eyes,
my teddy may be fixed,
with buckets of love and a careful stitch,
i cant believe i tried,
to take a friend from my life.

We have our memories and now a future,
we have so many unsaid adventures,
into the night,
a friend to cuddle,
the teddy bear who's always there.

my Saviour made of felt,
my teddy bear,
childhood friend,
together with me,
until the end.