I was once not real, just stuffed,just a toy.
I was played with and shabby, not now, no more.
My girl wished hard and played with me each day.
She loved me for years and even took me to the shore.
She laughed and splashed as I watched the foamy waves .
I sat on the towel while she played.
She twirled me and hugged me. She told me she love d me.
All day at the beach we stayed.
When the day was done, she carried me home.
She became very ill and was chilled.
Her skin was on fire, and I stayed there beside her.
My love for her was deep as the sea.
She slept most of three days, and my vigil was to stay
With the little girl who loved me most in the world.
When she awoke, I was filled with glee, as any yellow bear would be
Suddenly a tear, I felt running down my cheek.
I was real from that day forward, a blessing from above,
All because my girl had a wish and great love.