When I was younger
I had a plushie, a soft toy for bed
He was a Minecraft mob
A pig I named Ruben
Every night I snuggled with him
Under the blankets with Ruben
He was my best friend
And no one could change that
I took him out to visit places
Brought him on our holidays
We always had so much fun, the two of us
And no one could change that
Until one night, my mum said
“You’re too old for him now”
And she took him away
And I cried and cried
I couldn’t sleep, not without him
I cried for him, begged my mum to give him back
She said he was already gone
In a charity bag, far away
Gone forever, Ruben was gone
I felt so sad like everything was lost
Ruben was my best friend
I thought no one could change that
After I had cried enough
I asked my mum why
She took Ruben away
And ruined my life
My mum told me I was too old for him now
And that Ruben would find a new home
She said that it would help me
To forget, let go and move on
So I realised that I no longer needed Ruben
Though he was my best friend
He probably had a better home
With a younger kid, being cared for
Snuggled with under the blankets with Ruben
Every night, happy and content
But still, Ruben was my best friend
And no one could change that
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Author:
LP2187 (
Offline) - Published: September 19th, 2024 11:01
- Comment from author about the poem: I made this poem about Ruben, a Minecraft pig toy named after Reuben from Minecraft Story Mode, however when I got him a long time ago, I hadn't played MCSM, and I thought that was how you were supposed to spell Reuben. Until I ate Reuben sandwiches at a pub, I never knew. ALSO, this poem is not real! I would never give up on Ruben! He's here with me now, watching me type. I love Ruben. I made this poem based on how I would feel if this ever happened. But it won't. Also I wonder if Ruben will sneak onto my laptop and read this...
- Category: Sad
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You know I am so pleased you have still got Ruben. My grandkids are all in their twenties. I couldn’t bear to throw out their soft toy friends. We still have Charlie mouse, Peter rabbit and little Ted. I think I love them as much as my grandkids do. I enjoyed reading you. I can remember when Beth lost Charlie mouse. She was distraught. We had to order another one prompto off the internet.
Aww that's nice. I would definitely cry if I lost any of mine but I'd immediately buy another one and pretend nothing happened. Because I believe that they're all alive and they have souls, and if I lost them, it would be my fault. Thanks.
Good write LP.
Thank you orchidee!
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