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A teddy bear in the road

by Mr B. 

Posted: 18 February 2005
Word Count: 255
Summary: A simple visual event that touched me, and made me think about being little again.

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As I drove out to work today
I saw upon the road a bear
A moment's glimpse of foam and fur
That had no purpose being there.

I didn't slow as I went past,
With greater matters on my mind.
One quick look and it was gone,
The man had left the toy behind.

My thoughts strayed once more to the bear,
And the roadside where it lay.
Lost by some poor child there
As they too sped upon their way.

Had it been thrown deliberately?
A child's response to a parent's shouting.
A victim of a clash of wills,
Upon a hard-earned family outing.

Perhaps a child had simply dropped
The bear upon the muddy ground,
As they glanced through an open window.
Lost, and never to be found.

A simple toy, but filled with dreams,
What impact will it's loss have had
Upon that child in years passed?
Will dreams have shattered? Hopes turned bad?

I want to stop the car and go
Back to the scene I left behind.
Leave my job and spend my time,
Searching, praying I might find

The boy or girl who'd dropped that bear,
And give them back that youthful spark.
A light to set them on their way
And protect them from Life's dark.

I smile sadly and remember
How I too lost a precious bear.
Was I shaped by this event?

I stop the car, my journey done.
I focus on the job before.
Childhood thoughts pushed from my mind.
They cannot matter any more.

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paul53 [for I am he] at 17:34 on 18 February 2005  Report this post
Hi Mr B.
I liked this. The 3 line verse near the end could be left out as you have implied as much in the rest of the piece.
Looking forward to reading more.

roovacrag at 21:31 on 18 February 2005  Report this post
Mr B, A poem of life and understanding.
Often pick kids mits up or a teddy a child dropped from a car or a walk in the park.
You brought an everyday event into reality,turned to poem.

Well done.
xx Alice

Lawrenco at 06:56 on 25 February 2005  Report this post
It`s a bit like going past flowers where people have been killed by the traffic a poignant reminder of our deadly roads .
How acceptable it has for us to be stressed ,rushed, without normally a thought for our real emotions-your piece does rectify this.nice one.

V`yonne at 18:44 on 26 April 2015  Report this post
This one was long ago. Did you revise it? Did it get published? Maybe:

What impact will it's loss have had
Upon that child as the years pass?

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