Old Bear
Old Bear
As the New Year dawns
The Old Bear yawns
In his old gruff growl
That almost sounds like a howl
The new sun will rise
Piercing the skies
And the old bear shall awake
From his den at daybreak
He will stop his slumber
As he was resting like a pile of lumber
Making an appearance to life
While the hunter sneaks up with a knife
~Trevor Marshall
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