I used to have a teddy bear 
When I was just a girl:
He had a pair of dark brown eyes
And sandy coloured fur.
His ears were big and floppy,
His belly soft and round;
Wherever I was playing,
This teddy could be found.
I took him out on picnics,
I took him to the fair,
I took him everywhere I went
And sometimes left him there.
my small corner 
A rather nice, reflective poem about a friendly bear – I like it a lot. Thanks for using ‘Herbert’ to illustrate your words…
I like this a lot. It reminds me of Mousey, who got left in Littlewoods cafe about 20 years ago, and was then found again, much to my relief.
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