Lamby by Charles, 8, NSW
Oh my little lamb, he hugs me when I'm sad, he holds me when I cry. Oh my old friend, he's old and yarned now, but still lets me squish him and still lets me rub my tears on him. One day I will have to say goodbye but he will be in my heart till the end of time.
This is Charles’s second creative piece for Alphabet Soup. Read his earlier poem here.