Button E. Bear..

I don't write poetry very often... I have this little "muse" who dumps on me every once in a while, and I never know when or where it's going to happen. This was the case with Button.

Then, when I started writing to my Mother's friend, while Mom was on a cruise, Button became a happy little thing I could do for her. When she was afraid I wouldn't like her anymore because she didn't want to meet me (long story, and we eventually did meet), Button assured her it didn't matter... in poetry of course. I found Button on my old computer, one of the things NOT lost , and thought I'd share the original Story with you..



THIS IS A FELLOW NAMED BUTTON E. BEAR
HE’S BRAVE AND HE’S TRUE( AND HE HASN’T MUCH HAIR)
I’VE WORN IT ALL OFF, CUZ I’VE LOVED HIM SO HARD
(AND LEFT HIM A COUPLE OF TIMES IN THE YARD)

HIS NAME ONCE WAS TEDDY, BUT MOMMY AND ME
SEWED BILLIONS OF BUTTONS ALL OVER, YOU SEE
HE LOOKS REALLY SPECIAL AND HE’S SPECIALLY MINE
SO BUTTON E. BEAR IS HIS NAME ALL THE TIME

HE SLEEPS WITH ME OFTEN (NOT REALLY AFRAID)
AND SOMETIMES HE’S LEFT IN THE BED WHEN IT’S MADE
HE NEVER COMPLAINS AND HE NEVER IS BAD
AND HE’S ALWAYS RIGHT NEXT TO ME, THERE! WHEN I’M SAD

I’VE HAD HIM FOREVER, SINCE I WAS JUST TWO
AND NOW THAT I’M SIX WE HAVE OODLES TO DO
WE RUN AND WE PLAY AND WE LAUGH AND WE SING
(CUZ BUTTON E. BEAR CAN DO ANYTHING!)

LATER AT NIGHT WHEN WE’RE TUCKED INTO BED
WE WHISPER AND GIGGLE AND CHUCKLE, INSTEAD...
OF GOING TO SLEEP, OF SAYING GOODNIGHT
CUZ BUTTON E. BEAR MAKES EVERYTHING RIGHT!

There were more stories, of course, and his friends and stories made up especially for June (my mother's friend). They traveled and sat and watched the rain and didn't talk if they didn't want to..

I just made the picture today, as there never was a picture of him, but this one looks properly scruffy AND buttoned.

He really was a treasure...

I miss him sometimes...