Thoughts of a Toy

She held me close.
Each kiss she lays upon my nose makes me feel special.
She's always full of love.
She calls me Simba because of I resemble one of her favorite characters from one of her favorite Disney movies.
I feel very happy as she hugs me, holds me, and plays with me.
And I'm sure I bring her happiness as well.

At night as she lays in her bed, holding me close,
I give myself a smile and the love pours back into my heart.
She knows I'll keep her safe.
I'm full of magic,
The kind of magic that will always remain in her heart.

I am Simba,
Hear me roar.
Hold me tight.
Hug me to keep me warm.
I will be your friend forever.