Teddy Bear

Teddy, I've been bad again,
My mummy told me so;
I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,
But I thought that you might know.

When I woke up this morning,
I knew that she was mad;
'Coz she was crying awful hard,
And yelling at my dad.

I tried my best to be real good,
And do just what she said;
I cleaned my room all by myself,
I even made my bed.

But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When she yelled at me to hurry;
And I guess she didn't hear me,
When I told her I was sorry.

'Coz she hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad,
And I should be ashamed!

When I said "I love you mummy,"
I guess she didn't understand;
'Coz she yelled at me to shut my mouth,
Or I'd get smacked again.

So I came up here to talk to you,
Please tell me what to do;
'Coz I really love my mummy,
And I know she loves me too.

And I don't think my mummy means,
To hit me quite so hard;
I guess sometimes, grownups forget, how really big they are!

So Teddy, I wish you were real,
And you weren't just a bear;
Then you could help me find a way,
To tell mummies everywhere.

To please try hard to understand,
How sad it makes us feel;
'Coz the outside pain soon goes away,
But the inside never heals!

And if we could make them listen,
Maybe then they'd understand;
So other children just like me,
Wouldn't have to hurt again.

But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,
And pretend the pain's not there;
I know you'd never hurt me,
So goodnight, Teddy Bear.

Anon.