The Honey Bear

My bear is as soft as silk
With eyes that taste like chocolate
A collar as red as a rose loops around his neck.

It dreams a dream about a happy joyful life
Its talents waiting to be uncovered,
wondering when that will be.

Now it sits on a bed
with many other friends
loved as well as my bear

As he watches his owner sleep
my bear creeps down the stairs.
Looking for honey in a jar,
hidden in the darkness.