Made of fabric but alive,
he thrived with the care
of a girl and a bear.
She held him tight–
against her face each night.
He comforted her, and spoke to us–
thus, she’s grown,
but he lives in our hearts and her home.
This is for dVerse, where Kim has asked us to write a quadrille using the prompt egg.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
And I’ll bet he’s happy there.
I think so, Ken. 🙂
So cute! When Ellen was a baby and my sister was doing her nursery nurse training, she made a baby’s sensory toy as a project, which she gave to me for Ellen. It was a fabric collage of Humpty Dumpty sitting on the wall. Each part of it had a different texture, even his silken red nose. We also have a giant Humpty at the library, which all the children love. Which is why I love your pictures and Humpty Quadrille, Merrill!
Found it, Kim! Thanks so much! That sounds like a great toy your sister made, and such lovely memories. We were always terrified that our older daughter would lose her Humpty and our younger daughter would lose her Ahh Bear, since they were unique. But both are still around!
You’ve mentioned Humpty before. He obviously has a big place in your hearts 🙂
He does, Jane. My husband and I actually quote him. 😉
Those memories are the best, the things children have said, the worlds they have invented. It’s wonderful that you have hung onto them.
Humpty and Aah Bear had (have) such distinct personalities. There was a whole Egg and Bear world, they had families, troubles at school, favorite foods, songs, etc. It would be hard to forget.
None of ours was ever much attached to a soft toy. Perhaps because we had too many. The flea markets are always heaped up with soft toys and I’m a sucker for cuddly animals. They tended to be used as walls of ‘friends’ around beds to keep monsters and siblings out.
Our girls had a bunch of stuffed animals, but these were the special ones. I don’t know if you can see this, but Aah Bear for a time also had his very own stuffed toy that he slept with. 🙂
That figures. The ‘friends’ all had preferences, and I remember the palaver there would be in the cot of the youngest rearranging the fifty or so friends in their ranks so they were all asleep in the arms of the right person.
Oh yes–it’s very important! One wouldn’t want to be awakened by the disturbed sleep of a friend or twenty.
As could easily happen, if one slipped through the bars of the cot onto the floor…
Uh oh.
Positively adorable, the girls and their Hampty and Aah Bear! Such an appropriate week for eggs and soft, comforting thoughts. Thank you, Merril.
Thank you, Marian.
Great memories kept alive
Thanks, Derrick.
How precious to see Humpty snuggled in bed. I like to keep that nursery rhyme alive where I work with toddlers. I still have a Raggedy Ann doll tucked away.
Thank you, Mish. Of course, we couldn’t say this rhyme around “our” Humpty. Apparently it was about one of his ancestors. 😉 I think the photo of Humpty and Aah Bear tucked in was taken at an inn in Ocean City, NJ that we went to every summer for several years.
Nice last line.
Thank you, Frank!
Hi Merril! I did comment on your poem but it’s not showing. I wonder if it went to spam. The same thing has happened with comments made on other poets’ posts. I think there’s a gremlin on WordPress! 🙂
I will take a look, Kim. Thank you for letting me know. WordPress seems to have gremlins all the time! Things work, then they don’t, then they do. . . 🙂
So adorable!!!
🙂
The magic of toys. I loved this
Thank you, Candice!
Love it… so wonderful to have a bear to hug… I had one too.
Thank you–and awwww.
I love this poetic response and those daughters are precious!
Humpty was a sweet egg, poor unbalanced guy! At least there were those in the kingdom who tried to help him after his fall! ❤️💮
Six more posts to catch up and keep in touch with you!! 😊
Thank you, Robin, for your comments and for keeping up with my posts!
Our Humpty doesn’t like the rhyme, which apparently was about one of his ancestors. 😉
Oh, good to remember this should Hendrix be given a Humpty! 💕
Those egg ancestors will be in my mind now. 😊
Humpty still lives with my older daughter. Apparently he’s busy writing a memoir. 😉 At the dinner table when the girls were growing up, we heard about their day and then also about Humpty and Aah Bear’s day.
Oh, this was my first break poem! xo
Break poem?
I had my first break (at work) around 7:50 or 8:00 am.
Thank you for reading my poem during your break. 🙂