O Teddy Bear! with your head awry <br />And your comical twisted smile, <br />You rub your eyes -- do you wonder why <br />You've slept such a long, long while? <br />As you lay so still in the cupboard dim, <br />And you heard on the roof the rain, <br />Were you thinking . . . what has become of him? <br />And when will he play again? <br /> <br />Do you sometimes long for a chubby hand, <br />And a voice so sweetly shrill? <br />O Teddy Bear! don't you understand <br />Why the house is awf'ly still? <br />You sit with your muzzle propped on your paws, <br />And your whimsical face askew. <br />Don't wait, don't wait for your friend . . . because <br />He's sleeping and dreaming too. <br /> <br />Aye, sleeping long. . . . You remember how <br />He stabbed our hearts with his cries? <br />And oh, the dew of pain on his brow, <br />And the deeps of pain in his eyes! <br />And, Teddy Bear! you remember, too, <br />As he sighed and sank to his rest, <br />How all of a sudden he smiled to you, <br />And he clutched you close to his breast. <br /> <br />I'll put you away, little Teddy Bear, <br />In the cupboard far from my sight; <br />Maybe he'll come and he'll kiss you there, <br />A wee white ghost in the night. <br />But me, I'll live with my love and pain <br />A weariful lifetime through; <br />And my Hope: will I see him again, again? <br />Ah, God! If I only knew!<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/teddy-bear-2/
