Little Bear

August 20, 2016
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I remember her soft, silky hair,
And the dainty clothes she used to wear.
I'm the doll that she took everywhere,
Until she chose you, Little Bear.

Now she gives you silverware,
to eat your porridge here and there.
she takes you most anywhere,
she loves you more, Little Bear.

Now I sit upon the stair,
and watch as she braids up your hair,
She sees the rip; the giant tear. 
Goodbye, Little Bear!

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Camomile_Addison said...
Jan. 29 at 8:01 pm
Very bittersweet! The poem in the point of view of a doll being replaced by a teddy bear was entertaining to read. It was sad and heartbreaking when the doll was left aside and the bear was played with. But I laughed when the bear was tossed aside once the girl realized it was torn. "Goodbye, Little Bear!" The rythm and rhyme is easy to read and keep up with and easily fits in with the story. I like this poem a lot. :D
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