There Then Gone

I was dropped into the crib
Cuddled
She took me everywhere
Played with
Wrapped around her fingers
Satin rubbed under her nose
She sucked on her fingers
I was dribbled on
My yellow edges in her hand
As she grows older
I become dustier
There's only two left
On that day I heard,
The screaming of the boy,
Retaliation of her
He chucked me out
My fluff almost tensed
The garbage man came
Not knowing, how,
I'm in the cupboard dusty