Bear Johnston: Found Poems: Always At Choice

I'm always at choice though outside there's rain falling, Real choices exist even when skies are grey, Some bears live in the weather (though homes are nice also), Depends whether treasure is comfort or play. How long has it been since you slipped on galoshes And splashed in mud puddles with childish delight? This bear has no problem when play's promised action, Perhaps it's one reason I sleep well at night! (More for adults?) If caught in some trap, hope I'll choose to face music, It's excellent choice to be present in life, Really can't know the ending, why claim you can do so? Reflect on God's WORD that the Church is Christ's wife!