something from the past...
bear
She dragged me into the departmental store, to the toys, and pointed to a teddy bear, an exquisite, plush cutie, her eyes glowing with excitement, and I said, "but you have already 25 others" and dragged her out of the mall.
But that evening, I was back there, with the milling crowd and Christmas carols, I thought, what's the problem with one more bear, and at the gift-wrap counter, I told the lady the bear was for a very special person, and she smiled.
10/04/2013
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© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2013
2 comments:
Lovely, a very sweet poem.
thank you, Lynn. :)
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