Memories flood back into your heart,
As you hold me in your arms,
My soft plush between your fingertips,
As you stoke me,
A piece of childhood
You've once known me and loved so dearly,
Me, a piece of childhood that's a copy in a store
But to you I meant so much more
You realize that I've been through it all,
While you pick at my tattered cloth,
And the breaking string at the seams
I've been through your heartache and trouble,
When your tears from your face leaked into my paws
And the soft whispers of hopes, dreams, fears,
Whispered into my ears
You feel the joy, love, and comfort,
As you gaze into my glassy eyes
And once more,
Memories of childhood flood back into your heart,
As you hold me in your arms
