(For those who view my blog through non-formatting readers, the following is a poem - OK, son?!)
It’s ok to chat with a cat, so I’ve heard,
Cause you know that a cat can hear every
word
But you don’t want to talk with inanimate
things,
Like your teddy, whose stuffing is held in
with string.
Just a minute! A cat doesn’t care about
words.
He would much rather chase after dormice or
birds.
The teddy, however, absorbs all you say.
He collects up your words in his kapok each
day.
So your teddy bear holds all your wishes
and thoughts.
He knows all of your hopes, all those
demons you’ve fought.
Please ignore those who say he’s a toy.
It’s not true.
He’s the one true custodian of all that is
you.
Don’t you just love your teddy bears?
Here
are a few of mine:
