Teen Poems

I am

I amsomething you would hold
I hear the children say can i have him plz
I see the mother put me in the cart
I love my buddy
I am soft

I am something you would hold
I pretend me and my buddy are in Harmony
I'm afraid if he has a nightmar and squeeze me tight
I am soft

I am something you would hold
I cry when he cries
I understands if alone without me and needs me
I wish he would give me to his children when he is ready
I am soft