09/21/2025
The Bear Child
In the soft gaze of the little bear,
innocence lingers, tender and rare.
Eyes wide open to the sky,
dreams take wing as birds pass by.
Its paws are small, its heart is true,
a soul unbroken, yet fragile too.
The world is vast, the path unknown,
but no child should walk alone.
The feather whispers, “You belong,
to earth, to spirit, to the song.”
The bear child stands, a sacred flame,
every heartbeat speaks its name.
Protect this life, so pure, so free,
let kindness guard its destiny.
For in each child, a future lies,
as steady as mountains, as endless as skies.
