Lost poem

Lost, Now and Forever

When I was born,
A fury, forest green teddy bear
Was given to me.
And in it, a voice box
that let her talk to me.
Everywher I went,
I always had
Her sweet little voice
Encouraging me.
All through my growing years,
The laughs, the smiles, the tears,
My fury forest green teddy bear,
With her sweet voice inside,
Was sure to be with me.
Over time, it came to be,
That my sweet little teddy bear,
Would start to lose her hair.
She became old, tired and worn,
And eventually, she was lost to me.
I miss her soft, silky hair,
Her little green eyes looking back at me
Always smiling,
And her sweet voice,
Always encouraging.
It hurts, deep down,
That I'll never get to hear,
The voice of my teddy bear,
Ever again.
If only I could have,
One more hug, one more smile,
From my sweet little green teddy bear.
But she's now lost to me,
Now and forever.