Listen To The Words Of A Child
by Cindy Pike Dunning


Teddy, I've been bad again,
My Mommy told me so;
I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,
But I thought that you might know.

When I woke up this morning,
I knew that she was mad;
Cause she was crying awful hard,
And yelling at my dad.

I tried my best to be real good,
And do just what she said;
I cleaned my room all by myself,
I even made my bed.

But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When she yelled at me to hurry;
And I guess she didn't hear me,
When I told her I was sorry.

Cause she hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad,
And I should be ashamed.

When I said, "I love you, Mommy,"
I guess she didn't understand;
Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth
Or I'd get smacked again.

So I came up here to talk to you,
Please tell me what to do;
Cause I really love my Mommy,
And I know she loves me, too.

And I don't think my Mommy means
To hit me quite so hard;
I guess sometimes grown ups forget
How really big they are.

So Teddy, I wish you were real,
And you weren't just a bear;
Then you could help me find a way
To tell Mommies everywhere.

To please try hard to understand
How sad it makes us feel;
Cause the outside pain soon goes away,
But the inside never heals.

And if we could make them listen,
Maybe then they'd understand;
So other children just like me
Wouldn't have to hurt again.

But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight
And pretend the pain's not there;
I know you'd never hurt me,
So Goodnight, Teddy Bear...

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