"Breakfast With A Bear"

Something silly and light.

 

 

“Breakfast With A Bear”

 

 

I had breakfast with a bear.

Who met me in his underwear.

He sat down without a care.

Perched precariously on his chair.

 

While sipping tea with honey,

Bear invited Baxter bunny.

Who brought with him some cake.

Insisted we partake

in a game of stir and shake.

 

We painted clouds a hue

of green and red and blue.

Then sat down to admire

a roaring, grand bonfire.

 

Exhausted, we lay down

on earth so soft and brown.

We closed our eyes to sleep.

And never made a peep.

 

We dreamed ‘til we awoke.

Then Baxter made a joke.

We laughed until we wept.

Then out of bed we crept.

 

Mother called my name.

Put a damper on our game.

So back home, did I walk.

Where creatures never talk.

 

Reviews

[J.K. (Not Rowling)]

Parents always seem to spoil the sport, how rude of them... all we want to do is play a rousing game of stir & shake! This was a fun poem. I liked the whimsy lightheartedness in it. I can picture this taking place at the crossroads between The Hundred Acre Wood, Alice's Wonderland, and Never Never Land. Thanks for taking us on this happy journey with you.