I Wanna Plushie
Poem (audio)
A poem for you all today on how the fondness of plush animals in adulthood.
Have we noticed a number of grown ups buying and using plush toys as a cheap (but effective) therapy?
I wanna plushie
on my bed or nearby
I want something cuddly
to hold onto
and have a big grin for me
and not say a word
to judge me,
nor to nudge me
into something
I don’t want to do.
It can be a teddy,
a doggy, a kitty
or other cutie lil’ thing.
I’m not that kid anymore
with a giant pink bear
that daddy won at the fairground
I’m not longer that girlfriend
hooked on to that dream guy
who won the white teddy
with red Valentine heart attached.
I’m an adult woman
well beyond the 20s
who wants the wants of a girl
like a soft and no-fuss fuzzy comfort
within my reach.
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