Box of The Forgotten (Story of a Teddy Bear)

I was once young.
You used to love me
And hug me,
Make sure I had my bath
And that I was snuggly tucked into bed.

But as the years passed
I became old,
Forgotten,
Tattered and tainted,
Dragged through the mud.

And now I lay here
In the dark
With the others you've forgotten.
I might have lost an eye,
But I can still see -

You think I am no longer of use
You've found someone new.
But as the years pass
They will end up in this box too,
Tattered, torn, tainted, old and forgotten...

03May2007
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This was done for a contest.