Plastered teddy bear, lifeless buddy,
you’re staring into space.
It’s like you were sitting patiently,
but what are you waiting for?
Sometimes Fate is unfair:
it leaves old friends all alone
and can suddenly wipe the smile off
a little boy’s face.
O sweet companion, forgotten friend,
your foam filled soul resembles mine!
Yesterday no one saw your tears,
but God knows that you were cold
when the sun went down over the sea
and the first stars in the darkening sky
silently began to align,
then died of grief!
© Frédéric Georges Martin
ours en peluche oublié sur un banc de pierre © 2015 – F.G.M.