Return to Pooh Corner

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Walking around town
is like a trip to memory lane
I find my thoughts
turning into honey pots

For the bear of very little brain
was a light bundle of feathers
when I carried him and he was
my childhood best friend

It was in the day
of blustery winds and leaves
when I had no worries
about making friends.

Now I am old,
watching my Pooh Bear
in his little red shirt,
sitting on my shelf.

Copyrighted 2010 by SKB

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