Ode to my Sweet Dumbo Stuffed Animal
An ode poem
My sweet dumbo,
I still don’t understand
why I left you at my parents’ house.
You would have been the perfect
companion for my daughter.
Every time I would leave I would
make sure you were sitted properly in bed.
I hope you’re not tossed around like nothing
now that I am not with you.
Maybe next time I come visit I will take you
with me.
I want you to meet my daughter and see
What a joy she is.
I want me and my daughter to cuddle you.
I must warn you that my daughter might
shake you around, but that is only to show
that she really loves you.
About the Creator
Diani Alvarenga
“I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of.”
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Comments (3)
Awww, I hope your daughter loves Dumbo as much as if not more than you! Wonderful ode!
Supercute piece!
Cute poem.