My Teddy and Me

My teddy and me

The fluffy and cuddly,
The rounded and bubbly,
Is my Teddy.
“Grow up, it’s not your age anymore for teddies”
“Now how do I explain?
It’s just not a toy as you see”
It’s a reflection of me within.
Since intellectual infancy,
I have spoken to my Teddy as though in conversation with me.
Its calm eyes and patient demeanour,
Speaks of its unconditional acceptance of me.
With nonjudgmental listening,
It hears all my musings.
Post the worldly battle,
Its cushioned belly absorbs all my weary.
“It’s not a toy as you see,
My teddy is a link between Me and Me.”

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