The Dusty Bear

The following was written on Oct 25, 2006. A rescued rhyme from my discarded blog.

The Dusty Bear

O dusty bear, come down from there,
and have a drink or two.
Your button eye hangs by a thread,
You're languishing above my bed.
Won't you, bear, bear your sorrows where
The sun can shine on you?

The dusty bear
Returned my stare
It's unhappy eye
Looked down as I
Inquired.
It shook its head
Above my bed
It was, it said
quite frankly, oh, dead
Tired.

It pointed to my sewing kit
I asked what I could do for it
It pointed to the dangling thread
I eyed its eye as it replied
Please sew it.
How can a bear bear
Its sleepiness where
Only one eye shuts, not the other?
How can a bear
'Come down from there'
When one button can't see another?

I took a needle, I cut some thread
I attached the button to its head
It looked quite well
It felt well too!
And jumped down
Like a kangaroo.

-j.l-

Jenna