My Bear

His name to me is full of fame,
Rock and Roll bear.

His eyes sparkle like the sun
hitting the first wave in summer.
One of his eyes stitched up
like a soldier’s wound.
His fake eye patterned like flowers
in summer colours.

His fur as soft as cotton candy.
The colour of my granny’s hair.

He is a big strong knight who fights
All the monsters throughout the night.

He is like a box full of secrets,
but with no key.

He is brave, strong, mighty, courageous, fearless,
heroic all wrapped up in a soft cuddly cover.

You may think he is just another bear
No! He is my bear who touches my heart
and holds it in his paw.