Little Girls Grow Up

In a room adorned with lace and bows,

I was gifted to a girl, fresh and rose,

Her laughter painted joy on every seam,

I was her solace in a childhood dream.

She hugged me tight, her trusted friend,

My fur, a haven where her sorrows end.

Through tea parties and bedtime tales,

I basked in love, where happiness prevails.

Days turned to years, time slipped away,

The world changed hues, but in her heart, I stay.

Yet, wear and tear started to show,

Stitches loosened, with a subtle blow.

I lost my shine, my once bright glow,

My stitched smile now a faded show.

Abandoned in corners, no longer adored,

I sensed the shift, a tale ignored.

Tossed in a box, memories encased,

Forgotten whispers, time erased.

Lonely nights echoed silent cries,

A broken bear with tear-stained eyes.

From cherished toy to discarded heap,

I lie forgotten, lost in sleep.

Yearning for hands to hold me tight,

But time, unkind, dims the light.

Now amidst debris, I lay unseen,

A tale of joy turned grim and mean.

Once cherished, now just dismay,

A teddy bear's fate, the price to pay.