Loving the bear
She held him so tight that he knew
she would love him right ‘til the end
for it would have made her quite blue
if he didn’t want her as a friend.
So he grinned and he moaned but inside
there was a part of him that was feeling sad
for he knew she’d go and she’d hide
Because she’d start to get thinking he’s bad.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry