My Teddy Bear 

He sits upon his pillowed throne 
A joyous smile upon his face. 
And though his ears may seem outgrown 
He carries them with pride and grace. 

He's never cross or quick to carp 
A friend in need is he to me. 
When human tongues are mean and sharp 
My Teddy gives me sympathy. 

To him I always bare my soul 
He lifts me when I'm feeling low. 
And when I brag and miss my goal 
He never says, 'I told you so.' 

My friends many titter gleefully 
And some may tease, but I don't care. 
I hope that I will never be 
Too old to love my Teddy Bear. 

Jeffrey S. Foreman 
Written to commemorate the 
75th Birthday of the Teddy Bear 
The New York Times 
10/27/1977 

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