Bear


Waking up Bear (intended)

Posted on November 24, 2007

Here in the den, tucked slyly away,
Warm for the winter, while snowbirds play,

I sleep here in silence, as most lay at rest,
And dream of the flowers, and the sun on my chest.

I’ll wake in the spring, when things start to growing,
While honey runs smooth, and the wind stops its blowing,

Then poke my head out, to welcome the sun,
Then I’ll go get me some honey ’cause, man…

I’m starvin’! (or maybe a biscuit…)


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One response to “Waking up Bear (intended)”

  1. Bear always did like Mama’s Possum Head Biscuits… that woman shore can cook!

    I miss you when you hibernate, big buddy. but I remember how grumpy you get when you stay up too late, so…

    Go to sleep already!!!

    Gordon

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