When I was a baby
my grandmother gave me
a plush turtle
wearing an orange hat.
My first gift.
I slept with him,
watched TV with him.
We were never apart.
My first best friend.
When I got sick
and threw up on him,
he had to be
thrown away.
Mom couldn't save him.
But she detached his
undamaged hat
and I kept it
for years afterward.
My first grief. - Jeff Barnes
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