bear

I hold you to my chest

To hide your eternal stare

From the horrors you've sat

To witness

The gentle touch of a plush

Is a feeling more familiar

Than the dying warmth

Of fading memories

I wish I could go back

To what life used to be

To see the world again

Before I learned of fear

Of hate and sin

Before I cared so much

About what I was to humanity

And what I would be

When my gaze

Froze with yours,

Little bear.