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Playland of Forgotten Dreams 2
I sit in the box in the attic
silently humming songs I forgot
long ago, but remembered today for some odd reason.
The sound of footsteps echo up the stairs.
I used to thrill at that sound,
hoping it was you coming to take me
away from this menial existence
(I dont dare call it life).
But it never was....
just mom getting her wedding album
or dad putting away a rusty saw...
But today feels different for some reason
and I feel my imaginary heart begins to
beat faster in my weathered, furry shell.
I find myself straining dust covered ears
hoping for a familiar sound...
the way you drap your foot every fourth step
the way you hum when you walk
the way you laugh when you hug your mom....
The steps continue closer and closer
but I hear none of these sounds I long for.
I settle back inside my box and resign myself
for another "almost visit"
like so many we have never had before.
I fight the urge to cover my eyes
(first rule of being a teddy bear
never move around
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