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vincent armone

Rookie (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

A childrens poem

Mommy took me to a yard sale to buy other peoples stuff
we looked and we looked and found nothing but junk
until i spotted a teddy bear under all of the muck

He was broken and battered
and missing an eye
but something about him made me want to buy

Mommy, mommy can i have him please
yick said mommy he is old and diseased
how about this bunny he less likely has fleas

Mommy look at his smile he needs a good home
I promise to fix him and make him my own

Mommy turned to the man and asked jezz how much
take him he said he is not worth his fluff

When we got home I sprang to my room
went to my closet and removed not one button from my pants but two
I plucked out his lone eye and tossed it aside
got a needle and thread and gave him two new blue eyes

I filled him with bean bags and other squishey stuff
combed out his fur and cleaned off the muck
I hope your happy teddy you needed some luck

Suddenly the bell rang and mom answered the door
it was the junk sales man with his daugther
holding a shiney red ball

I made a mistake said the man,
the bear i gave your daugther
belongs to this little girl on my hand

I walked down the stairs with the bear in my paws
and saw my mommy staring at me her look said it all
I walked right by her, to the girl with the ball in her hand

Take a look at him I said
all clean and neat
if you promise to love him he will be yours to keep

I will promise to love him oh yes i do
and here is the ball i promised you all red and new

Thank you but no
I do not need your ball you have all ready given me the greatest gift of all

With a look of surprise she asked whats that

You gave me a freind for the day
How could you ever top that

she thought and she thought squinting her eyes
Here she said take him back hows that for a surprise

They walked away and mommy closed the door
she leaned in and kissed me
she did not have to say anymore.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Edited: Saturday, February 05, 2011

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  • Rookie Sharmila Dhar (6/18/2009 7:06:00 AM)

    I was looking for a children's poem for my son's recitation competition and I came by yours.Its really good and warmed the cockles of my heart!

    Any mother reading this would instantly relate to it-written from the heart and written very well. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Allenika ... (4/21/2008 3:33:00 AM)

    wow! that is a great, touching, deep meaning poem. thank you so much.
    can i read it to my sunday school class? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Risha : Ahmed (3/21/2007 10:15:00 PM)

    Wow! That was lovely and very touching. The way you told the story I wanted to cry. Loved it. (Report) Reply

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