Ellie, My Stuffed elephant

Many people have
Stuffed teddy bears,
But I have
A stuffed elephant.
His name

His tail,
A little shredded,
From all the times
I rubbed it against my hand.

His neck,
With no stuffing,
From all the times
I squeezed him tight in a hug.

His blue fur,
All matted down,
From all the times
I used him to brush away my tears.

His amber eyes,
A little scratched,
When they stare at me,
I wonder
Just how many memories
A stuffed elephant
can hold.

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