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Beyond The Glen

The rain drizzled and spattered, not that it mattered,
    To the little bear cub in her den
As she slept with her mother, her sister and brother,
    On the cool dry ground yet again
Dreaming of sights through long winter nights,
    That existed beyond the glen
 
Though she loved all the trees, the honey and bees,
    Summering outside of her den
The cub grew regretful, and often quite fretful,
    As she walked in the forest again
Maybe life offered more, had big things in store,
    Yet here she was stuck in this glen
 
One day she roamed far, in pursuit of her star,
    While her family slept in their den
Desperate for change, to see everything strange,
    And she danced with life once again
Thus the cub did not run when a man with a gun,
    Captured her outside the glen
 
He kept the cub fed, and provided a bed,
    In a funny old square-shaped den
By the end of one year, it seemed rather clear,
    That she’d found a friend once again
So she was rather puzzled when she was muzzled,
    And taken away from his glen
 
Although slightly afraid, she never once strayed,
    When he took her to a vast new den
Then trained her to dance, to swagger and prance,
     Over and over again
She drew a big crowd and they all clapped aloud,
    At her fine life beyond the glen
    
Several years later, she became even greater,
    When she moved on to the next den
A huge cement box, with metal bars and locks,
    And the throngs returned once again
They’d stop and stare at the cub now a bear,
    ‘Till she’d quite forgotten the old glen
 
Yet at times she espied, as the rain fell outside,
    Her family asleep in their den
Dreamt that she walked, frolicked, and talked,
    With her friends in the forest again
And her final vision as death claimed derision,
    Was of a little bear cub in her glen

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