Wednesday 18 October 2017

100 WC week 5



 My Most Treasured Item

Ive had him for as long as I can remember, I could never replace him. 
He sits on my bed and I hold him close when I sleep.
I twist his old tangled fur in my fingers. 
His mouth, stitched in with brown thread always looks at me with a sweet smile.
His little black eyes twinkle in the light.
He is stained but I am worried to wash him for the fear of damage.
He is a bear yet he is harmless. 
       

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