Bear and Me - It's History

BEAR and ME

So, if you don’t know already

My surrogate Mum was my teddy

But she was just a big Bear

Who growled when real Mum wasn’t there

She had big shiny glass eyes and limbs that moved, and it seemed we both knew 

That she could walk and sometimes talk

And if I turned her upside down she would sometimes talk her growl

Bear growls though is all that she said nothing more nothing less

She though was my best friend right up until the very end

When my so-called foster mother threw Bear into the coal fire

I cried and tried to rescue Bear but couldn’t get close enough to get her out of there

But Bear I remember you as you were always my clue

That I had a real Mummy Bear somewhere

Who was someone just like you

DAMO
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Rose  Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 6:05 PM
How sad when a child has memories of burning bears. I think no matter what your age today, I think you should go out and buy yourself the most beautiful bear . Never to late to show kindness to ourselves years later, Your poem touched me .
Keady Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 6:19 PM
Thank you again Pixie, I can tell you have a heart.. Now that's an idea.. I have a recent picture of bear.. I could do that - Best DAMO x
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