New life for a hot-water bottle cover!

By Rhiannonw

Thu, 23 Jan 2020
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My face is not appealing,
my tummy is concealing
a heart that can be hot
to cheer a chilly spot.

But now I’ve lost my purpose,
I’m limp and lying useless
on this shop’s shelf I sag –
just an ugly doggy rag.

For 75p she bought me,
she’s tearing sheets to stuff me,
now sitting plumply in a bag –
no listless flabby rag.

It’s Christmas Eve, I’m taken
out of the bag, and shaken:
‘You’re ugly, but you’re wonderful,
you’re fun to talk to, special!’

And now I know my place –
this lady feels of use
in cheering and befriending me
– I still bring warmth you see!!

 

Certificate U
Poem
Families
Love
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

What a lovely warm poem Rhiannon.

I love how the little stuffed dog brings a smile to the face of the lady in the photo.

I also could feel it in your poem too.

Thank you for sharing, put a smile on my face. smiley

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Jenny! She has always liked soft toys, but only gives them fairly brief attention usually. But this funny little chap seems to have become such a pal! And only 75p! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Did you make the Rhiannon? how clever - and how nice that it was such a success!

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I saw it in the charity shop and put some stuffing in it to replace the missing hot water bottle, and make it cuddlable! That's all. But, yes, it has been a lovely success! Rhiannon