Teddy, I've been bad again,
My mommy told me so;
I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,
But I thought that you might know.
When I woke up this morning,
I knew that she was mad;
Cause she was crying awful hard,
And yelling at my dad.
I tried my best to be real good,
And do just what she said;
I cleaned my room all by myself,
A even made my bed.
But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When she yelled at me to hurry;
And I guess she didn't hear me,
When I told her I was sorry
Cause she hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad,
And that I should be ashamed!
When I said, "I love you, Mommy,"
I guess she didn't understand;
Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth,
Or I'd get smacked again.
So I came up here too talk to you,
Please tell me what to do;
Cause I really love my Mommy,
And I know she loves me, too.
And I don't think my Mommy means,
To hit me quite so hard;
I guess sometimes, grown ups forget,
how really big they are.
So Teddy, I wish you were real,
And you weren't just a bear
Then You could help me find a way,
To tell Mommies every where.
So please try hard to understand,
How sad it makes us feel;
Cause the outside pain soon goes away,
But the inside never heals!
And if we could make them listen,
Maybe then they'd understand;
So other children just like me,
Wouldn't have to hurt again.
But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,
And pretend the pain's not there;
I know you'd never hurt me,
So Goodnight my Teddy Bear!
Author-Cindy Pike Dunning
This Poem is dear to me. The next
time that your
Child makes you a little mad, read this poem and remind
yourself that we are only children once and every time
your child makes a mess or over steps the lines, that he is
just that a child. In every thing they do all through the day
they are learning and expressing themselves the best way
they know how. For no child wants to disappoint their parent.