Mom born me from a love
That's pure and yet divine:
Her human heart's made of
What sparks mine genuine.
My eyes see in your soul,
'Though they be German glass.
Continue mom's good role:
Forever, I shall last.
I am a Back Road Bear
Living by silent voice.
Once given, humans hear
My heart from their kind choice.
My name's my color tone:
Soft, rich fur and paw pad.
My face is all my own:
You turn it sad to glad.
I am a bear with heart
Matched only by one word
Love, from Daphne's art;
into your home I'm cured.
(This poem was developed for "BACK ROAD BEARS," Daphne Blau's line of collectible teddy bears. To view the little beauties, click on the link provided!)
This is so lovely!! And that picture... so sweet...I will go have a look :)
Reviewed by Daphne Blau
Reviewed on November 30, 2001
What a special poem for a special love of mine! It's a privilege to have such a talented friend! I've received many appreciative comments on this poem and am proud to use it in my advertising mediums. Thank you, Sara!
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