Teddy

I sat and held his chubby little hand.
A snuggly dot in a nest of enormous teddy bears.
His lids drooped, tantalisingly close to slumber.
Then, snapping open and fixed on the middle distance, he grinned through streams and babbles of gobbledygook.
Tiny fingers caught my hair, reeled me close for hot little goodnight kisses.
My heart will not recover.

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