Sonnet Sunday's: The Living Angel

See the lonely teddy bear sitting on the lawn

Covered in glistening dew right before the dawn

Loved only by a special little girl

Who used to have golden locks and a large front curl

During the night, the chemo only makes her ill

All the ruckus he made, and is sitting there still

At times, this regal guy is a heroic knight

Defending the fair princess with all of his might

Sometimes they’re both a couple of trained super spies

While on other days, the world’s greatest private eyes

They can terrorize the seas on their pirate ship

Or conduct an expedition on some space trip

Judging her on her performance as a dancer

These best friends are waging a war against cancer

Their adventures are her sole means by which to cope

He’s the one who gives her a single shred of hope

She returns for that scary night is over now

A look of pure love comes racing across her brow

Comfort wraps up her heart when she feels his soft touch

Funny how the smallest things matter so much

Now it doesn’t matter when people start to stare

As long as she has her cuddly teddy bear