Young love that didn’t work out; musings on the short lived romance.
The goose tells tales of times
When the bear and the bunny played
Spinning special nursery rhymes
It’s too bad the bunny hadn’t stayed
One day dressed in her coat of black
Hit the gate to the great unknown
A future from her past kept coming back
Now the bear, confused, stands alone
In and out the garden they’d run
Paradise, sunshine, ring a promise of love
Even the rain seemed so much fun
Not a care of weather or clouds above
Bunny hopped into his arms one fine fall day
And the bear was covered in honey
She chased the blues so far away
Middle of the night the sky was sunny
And a pair they were, side by side
That bear he wore such a grin
She mended his fur and fixed his pride
Happiness? Wouldn’t know where to begin
But something told that bunny black
Life could be even better
Cried as she left the bear out back
He knew she was going and he let her
He would die some to be sure
That bunny was his everything
Tears stain his long dark fur
God only knows what the future will bring
But he knew she had to take a look
Everyone’s heard this tale
She already knew most of this book
Gotta finish it win or fail
So the bear smiled and bid her well
Choking back envisioned dreams
He’ll always have the tales to tell
When nothing was as it seems
The bear and the bunny had days
They can never be erased
In his mind her music plays
That bunny just can’t be replaced
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