Chocolatey brown, is the thing I love most, now so frail and old.
His original fraying ribbon gone.
His fur’s like rich milk chocolate.

He’s been there all my life,
From my first peep of light, he comes with me everywhere.
When I miss home the most
I look to him - my familiar friend
He reminds me of home.

Feeling his soft fur against my face makes me feel safe.
He always helps me navigate through unknown places.
He is my fluffy, furry friend
He’s not just a bear, not just a special bear, he is Bobby