Ode to Bear

                

When the wind blows I hear your name.             

When the rain hits my windowpane I see you.

When my shadow hits the ground it shapes your sillouete. 

When I walk inside my house I smell your sweet sent of cinnomon and lemons.

Always remember you are not forgotten.

Author's Note

please ignore the spelling problem

Reviews

[Emmy]

Aww. ;.;

[Daniel Thomas Andrew Da..]

Another simple yet charming ode.

[Teenage poet]

Awwww I'm sorry for the loss of your other pet. Thats sad. At least you have the memory of him to last though.

Plus, you made a great poem about him. I bet you wouldnt have been able to do that if he hadn't of passed away. See, death is a good thing. It brings out emotions you didn't know you had or that you like to lock away somewhere. And you become very expressive once those feelings are unlocked. So take it as Bear helped you unlock your emotions and feelings.

[Maria C. Donado]

Is this about a pet who passed away? Because if it is, well, I feel your pain. (R.I.P. Whiskers ze guinea pig) but if not, then cheerio! Woo!

[Tuff Stuff]

Loved it!