Boris's Story

Boris was the first of the orphaned bears to come into my life and the inspiration to write stories in rhyme about my adopted family members.  I hope you enjoy it's message.

Love
Simply Susan

BORIS' STORY

Here I sit with a posh satin bow

And only last week I had no place to go.

I'd been stuck in a bin with all sorts of soft toys,

Discarded, rejected by young girls and boys.

My ears were all ragged, I'd been tossed in the pile

My future was bleak, I had no cause to smile.

Then, light shone in my darkness, as drawn from below,

A face smiled toward me and a voice said "Hello,

You need some attention, come here, have a cuddle".

So surprising was this, I was alll of a muddle.

I was plonked on the counter and given away,

I can tell you, my luck really changed on that day.

Taken home in a bag with another great 'find',

Words cannot express what went through my mind.

My ears were removed and refashined for me,

Then I sat in the sunshine and was sprayed with cold tea.

Had stiches to both of my paws and my feet -

My new owner thought this all made me look quite neat.

Now I sit on a shelf watching family pass by,

And I think to myself, Boy, how lucky am I!

I still have a sad face, but now I can see

That my sad face brings lots more nice cuddles to me!

There's a moral to this, and I'll share it with you,

When your life's looking down and your friends are untrue,

When your ears have been chewed off and you can't smile or sing -

Look up! You don't know what a new day will bring!

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