Can you dance Mr. Bear?
Yes, when I find some honey in a tree,
or wherever I discover it
My button eyes
and felt covered nose
are more keen
than they may seem.
Is it sweet like me,
this honey, Mr. Bear?
Yes, and I would always share it with you.
I really don't mind.
Comments
First Friends
Good morning, Michael,
I trust that the picture would add to your poem, but I can't imagine the feeling being any clearer or stronger. Your lovely poem reads like a devoted companion, just like Mr. Bear and his sweet friend.
Thank you,
L
(I bought Musical Tables yesterday. Imaginative and inspiring! Thank you for noting it in your last few words of your own inspiring poem, "Little Crimes")
Glad you discovered the book
Glad you discovered the book by Billy Collins L! He is one of my biggest inspirations. Be well.
Best
Friends are like over ripened pineapples
neither can one relish em nor throw
till they their true form show
you know...
Thanks Mark! Hope you are
Thanks Mark! Hope you are well.
Best
Nice work...
A child's friend forever. Mr. Bear will always be the first friend; so sweet as the honey shared. ~ Geez.
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Awww, thanks Geez!
Awww, thanks Geez!
Thank you E! Cheers
Thank you E!
Cheers