Thursday, October 23, 2008

Fourteenth Poem: Toby

His name is Toby, and he's just a toy to you. 
But to me, he's so much more. 
He represents the sympathy I got when my dad died.
He's my comfort when I cry myself to sleep. 
He's my security when I'm scared and alone. 
He represents the love I feel for my father. 
He's my happiness when I'm feeling sad. 
Yes, he may be just a stuffed dog to you, 
Given to me on the day of my dad's funeral. 
But to me, he's so much more. 

Aww... sappy little kid poem. funny thing is, I wrote this in the beginning of this month. 

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