A special kind of comfort

There was a river of tears running down his face,
It was the first time a daughter saw her father cry.
Family trying to see her first in a race,
The grandfather looks at the new born with a sigh.

The grandfather gives the sweet child a pillow of comfort,
She hugged it close.
She never wanted to forfeit,
She loved it the most.

She took it everywhere,
She took it places high and low.
She called it Loosey bear,
She even gave her a bow.

She tugged it in bed,
She took her on the first day of school.
When someone teased her, she wouldn’t go red,
Without good advice, she would have taken her to the pool.

She doesn’t use it anymore,
She was there through hard times.
She never truly was a bore,
Enjoy, I tried hard with the excessive rhymes!