Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Friends, Family and Bears:

                                       I Never Met A Bear I Didn't Love

 Pardon me if in the attic I reminisce
About each bear I once hugged and kissed;

They may have lost a seam--
A bit of stitch, where once I dragged them,
Or forgotten--ditched;

Whether lost buttons or worn out paws,
My bears never met a heart they couldn't thaw;

But some bears can become overextended:
When they see a broken heart, they mend it;

Yet, age seems to bless tattered bears
Who may have lost their style on the stairs;

Like friends and family, bears, you see,
Leave us love as their legacy.

©1996 All Rights Reserved
Connie Nelson Ahlberg

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