Holidaying as a teenager back when time moved slower and thoughts were many I’d cruise the gift shops reviewing tacky souvenirs This used to be a fishing village now it’s a tourist trap
And picking up a handmade bear with wonky mouth and vacant stare big button eyes and blood red lips I’d wonder of its maker, its creator someone dreamed this bear into the world someone thought this expression made it look cute
Was it modeled on a relative was it ripped-off from some other toy was its designer trying to give a child some joy or only focused on the ringing of cash registers and paying the bills Did they live locally or somewhere overseas?
Looking at the toy I’d be overtaken with a sadness that someone tried and someone cared if only for a moment in their little lives
I’d set it back and wonder ‘will this still be here on the same shelf next year?’
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