It was noon, I was taking a nap
when suddenly I feel something FURRY
climbing up from my right hand
onto my neck and onto my chest
"Herbieee.....?"
"Mama....... what are you doing?"
"Er...I am sleeping....?"
Herbie looked at me with his droopy eyes with a big (??)
"I am sleeping too....but Mama.......
why cant I close my eyes just like you when I sleep?"
Herbie looked at me with his near to tears droopy eyes
"Oh darling......... come here...."
How can I possibly tell Herbie that he is a stuffed toy
and he cant close his eyes, cos he wasnt made to do so?
and so Herbie cried himself to sleep that night
without being able to close his eyes when everyone else could.
=(
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