I wish someone would buy me

Here is another sentimental poem written by Tracey Curtis …

I WISH SOMEONE WOULD BUY ME

I sit here everyday, in the toy shop on the shelf
I’m feeling very lonely as I sit here by myself
I don’t have any friends, as the other toys have gone
There used to be ten of us, but now there’s only one

I’m just a little teddy bear, with a suit and tartan socks
I sit upon the shelf all day, inside my cardboard box
I have a plastic window, with a pink bow tied on top
I look down at the people, as they walk around the shop

I listen to them talking, as they pass the time of day
I wish someone would buy me, and take me home to play
I would love to have a cuddle, or a kiss upon the head
Someone to hold me close, as they tuck me up in bed

Someone to get me out my box, and squeeze me real tight
Someone who really loved me, and stay with me at night
Some other toys for company, instead I’m by myself
No one need’s a teddy bear, so I sit here on my shelf

If only I was something else, like the toys across the way
Like the robot on the second shelf, he got sold today
Like the train that’s in the window, he move’s around the floor
But no one wants a teddy bear, with a ribbon, anymore

I could have been a football or a doll with long blond hair
I could have been a battleship, but I had to be a bear
Why was I made, a teddy bear? In a suit with tartan socks
I’m feeling really sad right now, as I sit here in my box

My shop is called The Toyshop, so if you’re ever round this way
Would you please come in a buy me, I’d love to come and play
I don’t know what the towns called, but the countries on my box
You will know it’s me, when you see, my suit and tartan socks

Well it’s time for me to go now, as they’re cleaning up the floor
They’re turning all the lights off, and they’re closing up the door
The rooms gone dark and silent, and I’m sat here in my box
Just looking though my window, at the toys and mega blocks

I wish someone would buy me, I’m so sad, and very cold
I’m such a lonely teddy bear, I need someone to hold
Its time for me to closes my eyes, but first I have to pray
Dear Lord of the teddy bears, help me find a way..Amen
© Written By Tracey Curtis…8\5\14

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Tracey Curtis

Hello..I'm Tracey Curtis....I'm 53 years old, I'm Married to Kelvin & I have 2 children. I live in North Devon UK...& I have a Dog Called Tasha..she is a Rottweiler..we also had our beautiful German Shepard Blade..but sadly we had to have him put to sleep on 14-6-14...as he was ill..this broke our hearts..but he is still with me in my profile pic bless him..RIP..My boy Blade....I love animals..& I love to play my piano in my spare time.....But poetry is my biggest passion.., although I am dyslexic it doesn't stop me....I write funny poems , but I also write all sorts of poems...I tend to write about what I see around me..& I also write from the heart ..I enjoy making people laugh & smile with my poems..& some people cry with some I have written .................. .I Now have 16 book published ..you can find them from AMAZON ,..thanks to Sally at silversurfers, and to you all on here..for your support..& encouragement...& i will still be sharing poems on here for you to enjoy too...thanks every one..I'm so happy..:) x.And feel free to add my as a FB F Friend..I'm always happy to have new nice friends on board x

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