Hug me tight

And say good night

As you drift to sleep

And in your dreams we’ll leap and dance

Over our little creek

In the morning

You’ll wake me up

And we’ll go downstairs to play

Dolls and tea and spaceships all around

The house we go as we never touch the ground

But fun doesn’t last forever

And our years are passing quick

You can reach the top shelf

And you’re old sword is now just a stick

So you’re getting older now

It makes me sad some days

We play less and less

The old days were always the best

But that’s okay

I don’t blame you, it’s part of growing up

New friends, less toys

I think we had the best luck

So when you’re getting tied

Overwhelmed or sad

I’ll be waiting in a corner

By your old school bag

Hug and sniff me anytime

Cry all you need to

Because every day I’ll be waiting

Waiting here for you

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This had been sitting in my drafts, so I just decided to finish it. It’s from the prospective of a kids toy or stuffie as they’re growing up. Thought itd be a cute write, hope you enjoyed!!! ❤️❤️❤️