The a big brown bear comes round from his sleep
Hungry and a bit cold in his pit very neat
A bit lonely sharing his time all alone
Blinking from the sun he emerges from his home
He spy's a beautiful lady
She turns and winks and gives him a maybe
Hmm thinks the bear
Scratching his ear
Maybe this could be my year....
And it was.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It has to be said...sorry but beary beautiful...no this really is a revelation of sweetheart love originating from i believe a lovers name....lovely tie up line... tyvm karen