THE WANDERING BEAR

THE WANDERING BEAR

Once upon a time

There was a bear

Wearing a dress

A wonder she is

The dress was so beautiful

A blue in color

And she was very pretty

One day she picked up her purse

and walked out of her cave

And headed into the forest

And began her wandering

As she wandered she found some exciting things

She got lost

In her fascination

And soon she was lost

And realized she was lost

She sat down

And wondered what to do now

A little boy found her

She looked at him

And says are you not afraid

He said no

She asked why are you

in the forest

The boy smiles

and says

I live here

She was astonished

And asks where are your parents

He shrugs and says gone

How long been out here

He answers two years

And no human has found you

He says no one

I only come out when want

To be seen

She looked at him

He says I would not have shown

Myself to you cept I sensed you needed

Something I could give you

She says

What can a little boy

Give me that I need

He vanished into the trees

She could not see him

For a long while she sat there

Thinking she should not be so rash

With the boy

Soon she got up

Thinking the boy was gone

And turned to go west

to try find her way to go home

The boy reappeared from among the trees

And said

What you need is a guide

I know you do not know which way to go

She turned to him

Her blue dress twirling

And asked how do you know

The boy Smiles

And says

I have been watching you for hours

She let out a roar

That could be heard

All through the forest

You have been watching me

How is it that I did not sense you

He smiled and says

Because you were to interested

In other things

But if not want my help

He starts to disappear back into the trees

She let out a roar

That would send chills down most

But he just kept walking

Then since that did not stop him

She changed tactic

And said

Ok ok I need your help

He stopped at the edge of the row of trees

And Turned

And says What did you say

She said I need your help

He asks

You need my help for what

She looks at him the way

Of wanting to eat him

The changes her expression

And says I need your help

To get home

He smiles and says

You need my help do you

What do I get out of it

She almost said

You will not

Be my dinner

But instead she asked

What do you want

He said my want

Is simple

All I request is something to eat

When I get you home

So she agreed

And he lead her back to her cave

Where she served him a big dinner

THE END

Allen Hollandsworth

©11/06/13