The teddy bear <br />sits out the storm <br /> <br />completely sodden <br /> <br />leaves run before <br />the thunder <br /> <br />leaping over <br />his outstretched arms <br /> <br />like frightened animals <br /> <br />he comforts a leaf <br />in his hand <br /> <br />it tames to his touch <br /> <br />angels descend <br />here & there <br /> <br />turned to stone <br />by their grief <br /> <br />they guard <br />the graves <br /> <br />from the wrath <br />of the storm <br /> <br />howling like <br />a jealous God <br /> <br />a headless <br />angel <br /> <br />its head <br />at its feet <br /> <br />continues <br /> to pray <br /> <br />despite its mortal <br />injury <br /> <br />the teddy <br />tied to the wreath <br /> <br />gazes at the child <br />held still in marble <br /> <br />reads again <br />& again <br /> <br />'JEAN <br />3 YEARS <br /> <br />DEARLY BELOVED <br />DAUGHTER.'<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/teddy-for-ruthie/
