Precious In Hope-a poem

CHRIST IN WINTER: Reflections on Life and Faith for the Years of Winter

This is finally every life:

an old teddy bear, stuffed

with rags and memories

one eye missing, fur worn

off in the hugging

of the years, destined

for the heap of trash

in the back yard

but precious in its hope

JRMcF

johnrobertmcfarland@gmail.com

If you think this is bad poetry, you are correct, but my explanation/excuse is that I do not think of it as poetry at all, just my first-of-the-morning musings set down in sort-of poem-like form.