Two Little Hearts

The teddy pair lies in the sun, They scooped the dirt out And abandoned them here. Once hugged in the sweetest bosom Fondled by the cutest little hands Taken to bed for happy dreams, They seemed inseparables And not just stuffed toys. Made as inanimate, By the magic touch of love, They turned humans, Yearning for love, company, growing hearts in them. Then as happens to all, Their fluffs wore out Colors faded They were no more attractive. Stale outdated outcast To be thrown away out of sight. As I passed by the garbage vat For a moment it seemed Their eyes were moist With the pain of betrayal. I prayed, ‘before they turn to cinder, let them be picked up by shabby little hands of some child of lesser god and given back the love they lost’. I hope it will be answered.