Treasure Island

Sara Fielder


Buddy Bear


'Buddy Bears Feelings'
A soft cloth book
Is Bonnie's best plaything
By hook or by crook
If handed a rattle
Or teething ring toy
There's only dull interest
And simply no joy
But Buddy Bear brings
Everyday and each night
A look of excitement
And squeals of delight
The pages inside
On the bottom and top
When put in the mouth
Go snap crackle pop
On page three there's a mirror
We can see someone in
Who is that reflection?
It smiles back again!
Inside Buddy's car
There's a horn that goes toot
When mom presses it
We think it's a hoot
Oh, learning of things
In this world is such fun
Forget about sleep!
Play won't be outdone


Written by Sara Fielder © 2001


NOTE: This poem was written for my daughter Bonnie.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Edited: Thursday, January 26, 2012

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  • Martin O'Neill (9/4/2012 2:52:00 AM)

    This is gently beautiful. I can see the baby bright eyes opening in awe at the miracles on each page. Reminds me of my daughter when very young. (Report) Reply

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