My name is Edward T D Bear, I’m fifty-five today. The coat and hat of plaid I wear is faded now to grey. My old fur body’s not the same as what it used to be.
Emerald eyes, button nose Velvet skin like whitest rose Softest long brown golden hair Happy smile you always share Tiny hands weave into mine Snowy teeth with gleaming shine
He loves me not... Wordless whispers through the trees Softest grass beneath my knees Buttercup decide my fate Hoping that it’s not too late. He loves me... Losing him I cannot bear
My house awash with lots of gifts and dinner at an end, Our family have healed the rifts and calm now will descend. Our bellies full we take a walk around our local park.