My Teddy My Baby
Ill never forget the times we shared. Or that you loved that olaf teddy bear. I mean I'm in love with you and dont know what to do. I love the way you would hold me and say this my Stinkaa Baby. I love the way we would sleep knowing that there is no one that can take our place. Loving you Teddy is amazing. Its like to kids on a swing. I love the way you comb your hair and Stank thats why I alway stare. I love when I cooked for you and you always wait until I make my plate. Teddy Baby 10/23/14 is what I will always see. Now its time for you to believe that too.
This poem is about:
Me