A desperate mother buys a toy that is more than it appears .

I met you in a dark place. I was in a dark place too. In between the concrete bricks and the rusted green garbage can. 
 
 You were lying there waiting for me. The red patch stitched poorly onto the fading fur, with one eye gone you watched me through the remain blue button. You smiled a red thread smile at me and I knew you were perfect. 
 
 I needed something. Anything. He would have been so upset if he did n't get anything. I found you and you were perfect. I imagined him cuddling with you, face pressed into your brown fur breathing in the cotton. 
 
 But that did n't happen. 
 
 In between the cold concrete slabs stacked to make walls, behind a rusted green garbage can, deep into December in the dark you found me. You found me and you were perfect. 
 
 I tried to pull you out, but you pulled me in. Who knew the dark could be so warm. 

