- Mair Elliott
A homage to my Teddy


It has been nearly 22 years,
never leaving my side.
Adventures, giggles, tears,
we’ve been through it all.
You’ve been sewn, patched up,
your stuffing is has migrated,
washed, when I threw up.
You’ve even got my first
swimming badge holding
vital seams together.
With me as life’s unfolding.

A christening present,
my welcome to the world.
Although, then, my body
in white lace furled,
you were the same size as me.
With me each night
as I slip into a slumber;
you protect me until it’s light.
As I see you now, fragile,
bolding, worn out,
my fears are cast out,
replaced by deep connection.

I see all the times I’ve
cradled you, held you close,
in order to survive.
I see you with me,
everywhere, all the places
we’ve been side by side.
I recall the affectionate faces
of those whom we are close to.
My Teddy,
You are a part of me,
a part I don’t know
how to live without.
With love, I will sew
up your fragile body.
I will cradle you,
hold you close.
Stroke the soft spot
on the back of your head
as I have always done.
It is my time to take care of you,
as you have taken care of me.
