A Teddy Bear Standing in the Hallway
There’s a teddy bear standing in the hallway, holding his blanket and, wiping sleep from his eyes
On his way to the bathroom a tinsel town fantasy caught him by surprise
A winter green spruce stood tall in the den from floor to ceiling and from ceiling to roof
It stood guard over tiny toy soldiers, shiny new bicycles and, a new telescope. No one will believe this without proof
An aroma calls from the kitchen. It’s a plate full of brownies and a tall glass of milk
At the sound of a loving query, “Honey is that you?” the little bear scarfs a few bites, gulps more than a little bit and then scurries back down the hallway, thus ending this Christmas Night safari that’s always rapped in angel-hair’s silk
While back in bed a tender hand tucks you in. It is mom. She wipes some milk from your forehead thinking it was you but, it truly was the bear instead
There’s a teddy bear standing in the hallway, holding his blanket and, wiping sleep from his eyes
Orrin K. Loftin, Explorer
Copyright? Under the Tree in April 2010
[Dedicated to my son, Procasius]
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