Little Bear

I bought him on holiday.
A little bear
without a name.
I chose his face very carefully.
No frowns,
only smiles
for a special person.

I imagined him
sitting on the windowsill,
next to the cat.
Maybe on the table
next to some flowers.

She loved flowers.
Flowers with happy faces;
maybe on the dressing table
next to the three bears.
Mummy, daddy and baby bear.
A new addition,
a friend to smile back.

Little bear all smiles,
can't cry,
even in a bright hospital room.
Can't cry behind the 'Get Well' cards.

'Get Well' they say.
Little bear,
carried in a suitcase so far,
came to say 'goodbye'.