It’s funny how things can change overnight. And it’s funny how from bliss, you feel sorrow the next moment.
But I don’t know why since I was a kid, I always found comfort in Teddy Bears. Love of my life, I guess.
And here is a conversation that speaks of the shifting tides, a story of a child who fell in love with a Teddy Bear:
The Child (TC):
Don’t spoil me with flattery. It doesn’t work for me.
Teddy Bear (TB):
Empty flattery mi lady I dare not conjure
For mine words not meaning shady, but a rolling thunder
Echoing from a heart so pure
Intent noble but not cruel.
TC:
Oh dear sir, poetry for me is like Cupid’s arrow, be careful where you aim it, or I might go wrong with the steps. Can’t afford to skip a beat in this dance.
TB:
Despair no more the Valentine quiver
For the lady ought to waltz hither and thither
Fear not to tumble nor flip
Mine arm and hand gentle the lady shan’t slip.
TC:
I do hope so dear sir. Is your heart as true as the ocean that I may launch my all on its tides?
TB:
My heart aches for the trial
The lady has subjected it to.
Bare thy intent on this inquiry
You must, lest my soul be damned
By this tempest you’ve cast.
TC:
But sir, should I be so forward about it? Wouldn’t it be so not lady like?
But I have come to seize the day, don’t you see how my heart pines for you?
TB:
Forgive my explanation mi lady,
Mine intent bore no malice nor despair upon thy gentle heart
Heed not my words of fright and woe
Empty and upstart
May you be consoled by a truce from this welling verbal joust.
TC:
A truce? If that’s what you think is best, then let there be a truce.
Could it be any simpler? I like you. But if it doesn’t matter, que sera sera.
TB:
Child, don’t think it doesn’t matter to me because it does.
Let me assure you that I’m really looking forward to that soon…
BUT it doesn’t end there; Just like all fairy tales, they never say what comes after the Happily Ever After..
