Teddy.

He watched her in her deepest sleep,

Sitting beside her bed.

He watched when she counted sheep,

And the dog lay on his mat.

He watched her dance in joy and gleam,

He saw her being mean.

He watched her apologies,

He saw her being nice.

When the boy hurt her badly,

While he loved her so madly.

He watched all the time over little Ms. Klein.

He saw her go from small to tall.

He saw her toys vanish,

Saw the kids’ stuff banished.

And after all had changed,

When he felt her so deranged,

Not so little Ms. Klein came back, picked him up,

Gave his head a good rub.

“I have been so blind,

Can you believe? I wanted to leave you behind.”

Her arms pressed him hard,

He remembered the time she won in dart.

She shared the winner’s cake, by the lake,

With her old teddy bear.

For him that little girl would always be “her”.

“Oh, old teddy, even if I didn’t show

- Well - affection and stuff,

You should still know,

Even if I have been rough,

I love you so.”

And after all that time he watched her sleep

“cause you I will keep.”