Yellow Bear

It was many and many year ago
In the kingdom of Granny you are so great
After a day of shopping, playing  on this very date

There was a hugh yard sale
Just beside the paved road
That's where you spied him

The yellow bear with no clothes
There the lady that loved him
Said her husband told her he had to go

Said he needs a home with lovi'n
A little boy for him to hold
So a little boy could be bold

It was a close relationship
But good things come to end
The little boy grew up 

Somehow became a man
Leavi'n Yellow Bear collecti'n
Dust and cling'n to years of sand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Freeman Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 10:03 PM
Good Job Sara, Moses
Fraser Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 11:26 AM
Nice poem Sara, lovely read>>James
Curcio Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 9:29 AM
Sweet poem indeed, Sara
Culverhouse Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 6:45 AM
cute, you miss the little boy don't you?
Knop Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 4:43 AM
Nicely Written, Sara, I am also collecting and collecting things. Reminds me of my childhood. Love, Gert. Thanks for your comment.
Higgins Avatar
August 13, 2009 at 4:20 AM
Awesome poetry my friend.. i am there watching this piece unfold...well done.
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