Sleeping bear...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Once on a hiking trip I found a dead bear cub *cry*, so, in remembrance of it I wrote this poem *sniff* poor wittle bear...(though I did change it up so that it seems to have been killed by deforesters or something MWAHAHAHA!!!! I hate people who destroy habitat...)

Submitted: April 16, 2008

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I miss those birds, I miss those seeds

I miss the wind and that oak tree

I miss the woods

I just can't see

why those were taken from me

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why I am sobbing

my heart is throbbing

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Why my home is gone

turned to a lawn

Why I'll never see it again

Why everyone who was my friend

turned and left me to my end

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On a treeless forest floor

I will sob and throb no more


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