My music box bear is my pride and joy.
It is much more than a toy.
When I sleep with it,
I feel at peace.
As it plays the gentle sound of Fur Elise.
My music box bear came to be long ago.
And from the very beginning it made me glow.
But there is a magic that fills my heart with a long.
And that magic is not within it's song.
My dearest mother gave me the bear,
And told me to keep it with great care.
And every time I feel so calm,
I feel my mother's warming palm.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 10:29 AM UTC
My music box bear is my pride and joy.
It is much more than a toy.
When I sleep with it,
I feel at peace.
As it plays the gentle sound of Fur Elise.
My music box bear came to be long ago.
And from the very beginning it made me glow.
But there is a magic that fills my heart with a long.
And that magic is not within it's song.
My dearest mother gave me the bear,
And told me to keep it with great care.
And every time I feel so calm,
I feel my mother's warming palm.
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