A lost toy is
So very sad.
Alone in an airport.
Forgotten, mislaid
Stepped on,
Discarded.
What memories
Remembered.
Stuffed deep inside
By chubby wee fingers.
Clutched close to the chest,
Desperate, concerned.
One’s deepest felt fears,
And secrets imparted.
For that silent companion
Tears bursting forth.
A heart has been broken.
But perhaps it is two:
The soul of a child,
And the soul of a toy.
Stuffing and buttons
Sewn by another.
Inanimate they say,
But then ask a child.
No companion so close,
So dear to the heart,
As that one forever
Wrapped around
Memories.
Love is a state
Where toys
Never die.
Butterfly Sand 
Lovely poem 🙂 Poor little lost toy – and child. Yes, every child believes their special toy is alive. 🙂
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I remember you picking a toy at an airport too last year.😣
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Yes! An Abandoned loved toy left forlornly on the floor!
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I hope it got adopted or picked up from the seat where you propped it on. Here’s to hoping😊
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I’m sure it will have found a new home 🙂
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nothing is sadder than a child.
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I got this idea from your post.
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Yay – Nice 🙂
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Fluffy the rabbit will be missed by the owner. I know because I sobbed my heart and eyes out when I lost my inaugural Garfield in Turkey. I left him in the hotel, amongst the beddings…clean forgot. Sigh!😢
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I think we all have a memory like that.
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Oh, that’s so sad.
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A loss so deeply felt.
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Awwww
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Thanks . . .
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A great write, imparting the bond between a child and a favorite toy. Loved this.
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Thank you so much. It was inspired by a post by another blogger.
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So poignant and so true. If only stuffed bunnies could talk.
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What a tale they could tell!
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