This poor old bear
Tag torn and tattered
Only a voice in my head
But you told me I mattered

Once snowy white
You've darkened with time
You've been through so much
And become covered in grime

Your fur soft and worn
You gathered my tears
A voice in my head
But you drove away fears

They can call me insane
But they never cared
I didn't let go of my mind
I simply shared

Poor old bear
You've been through so much
And even after so many years
You're still calming to touch.