Farewell teddies

My bears and I had a meeting last night,
It was our final date. I had to say farewell to them.
"Cause I cannot bear to see them anymore"

The day had finally come
to pack them away,
I guess that it is time to forget;
and they were in the way

My teddies has always been so neat;
the toys i liked the best.
I never thought that I'd be forced,
to put them to rest

But as we all begin to forget and move on,
some things don't go our way
and many times we feel sad,
so sad that we can't keep it

That's how i felt when i saw the note;
Time is passing by,
so i asked them out for a date
I'm sure they wonder why.

I had to have a talk with them;
as private as could be
there were so many things to say
between just them and me.

I thanked them for their many hugs
and their great listening ears;
for all the nights they kept me warm
and helped remove my fears.

They always had such smiling eyes
so precious and so dear;
but this time as I reached for them
I thought I saw tears.

Could I have touched their little heart
and caused my bear to cry?
with feelings so emotional
I thought I hear them sigh.

I rubbed my eyes in disbelief
then recognized that they are fine.
The tear had fallen from my cheek
it wasn't theirs, but mine.

I looked at them and stared
maybe they understand,
my bears were not some old stuffed toy
they were my dearest friends.

I gathered them on my piano stool,
and hugged them oh so tight.
then packed them in a plastic bag,
and gently said, "Goodnight."

So many thoughts came to my mind
as I hopped into bed and cry.
First came glorious memories
then worry filled my head.

I hope they do not mind the dark,
the dampness or the cold.
they seemed so weak and frail,
without my soft bed and hugs.

But this was just a teddy bear
how could you feel this way
it made me think of an old saying,
"All things must pass away."

I felt a sense of loneliness
and kind of insecure.
My bears had brought me hours of joy
so innocent and pure.

To give them up was very sad
and seemed a bit unfair,
yet that's the way life had us part
my friend, my love, my bear.

I hope that they'll remember me
when I am old and gray;
'cause I may need them once again
to help me through the day.

I'm sorry for being selfish,
that's all I could say.
But seeing them,
brings sad memories back.

Maybe they would not mind,
because they know my secrets;
I might have been cheated,
and looking at them hurts.

I read a poem something like that awhile ago. And decided i should used a bit to write my own. Thou its bad writing but then it will be something i greatly regret.