OBJECT POEM (FREE WRITE)

BAILEY LOFARO

THE BELOVED TEDDY BEAR

That teddy bear had been through everything with me. That bear represented me. It stood for what I have been through, and who I am as a person. It held memories I wouldn’t like to remeber, and some I will never forget. It represented my family; how we were imperfect and broken. In fact, I wouldn’t even call it “family.” It went through different foster parents, adoption homes, city buses and taxi’s. It knew me, and my mental instability. In fact, I took a lot of my issues out on it, because when I looked at the bear, I saw myself. But I loved that bear with my whole heart. It knew all of my secrets, insecurities, and even what I was thinking. It held a lot of importance, even if I was the only one that saw it that way. No one treated it with care, but only in the hands of myself. It knew my home, when I had one of course, and it knew I was special maybe when others thought I wasn’t. It had potential. It was destinted for good things, but no one ever gave it the time of day. It was a special bear, and it’s rusted, sticky fur could tell my whole life stroy. It may have been tattered up, over used, and maybe dirty; but nonetheless it wwas loved.

Typing this story made me think; maybe I was writing about myself and not the bear.