Poetry Bear sat by the stream,
Lost in thought, caught in a dream.
With paw on paper, heart so wide,
A world of wonder danced inside.
The trees whispered tales of lands afar,
Under the glow of a twinkling star.
The breeze carried songs from every shore,
Stories of children, and so much more.
From mountain peaks to ocean's sway,
Cultures bloom in their own sweet way.
Drums in Ghana, flutes in Peru,
Every beat tells a story true.
The meadow spoke of unity’s glow,
Through colors and customs, they let it show.
A sari bright, a kimono’s grace,
A mosaic of beauty in every face.
Poetry Bear’s paw began to glide,
Writing of nature, far and wide.
The rivers sang, the skies would hum,
As global children danced to the drum.
Oh world so vast, so full of art,
Each culture a beat of the Earth’s great heart.
Through fields of green, through deserts dry,
We’re one in spirit, you and I.
And as the stars lit the midnight air,
Poetry Bear smiled, his soul laid bare.
For with each verse, his world grew wide,
A newfound poet, beaming with pride.