Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Poem: "A Friend Named Bear"

I used to have a friend named Bear.
We made him cross a bridge.
But one thing that he never knew:
I never crossed that bridge. 
Bear said that we were crazy. 
He said there’s no way that
If he crossed the bridge he would
Ever cross it back.

Oh, Bear, oh Bear,
I never crossed that bridge.
I’m sorry that we acted like,
Well, I guess, like kids. 
Bear, I know that you are brave and were,
You crossed that bridge that day. 
And I respect you for it, dude,
Just thought it time I'd say.

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