The Bear

The Bear

A Poem by Becca

It was just a quaint motel off a highway
surrounded by woods on one side. It was
early morn and so I was getting ready to
leave when I was told to come outside.

I heard the excitement in his voice as he
pointed towards the woods. And still in
the parking lot of this motel was a big
black bear. He noticed us but paid no mind.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Such
things never happen to me. He was beautiful
and proud in his manor. It was a gift to see such
a site one morning in a Pennsylvania town!

Times come and go but always such a memory
will stay deep inside of me!

© 2015 Becca


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Added on June 25, 2015
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Becca
Becca

Paxton, FL



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