Bear Heart

He is my home.
He is my eyes, my mouth my heart
He is me
His fur scruffy and yellow,
like a field full of wheat ready for harvest
His eyes brown and deep
A fresh muddy puddle
Born from a rainy day
His smile, comforting, warm
Waiting for the nights wishes
He is me
He is me
He smells like my Grandma, Grandpa
My memories,
Being touched every day
He tastes like my home
My house
My life
His soothing voice cradling me to sleep
Supporting me
He is my home
He is me.