The
Polar Bear’s Home
It
was not long ago
I
lived in a world I loved
I
could walk for miles
In
any direction
No
walls of boundaries
I
hunted through holes in the ice
Slept
in the cold arctic air
My
cubs learned to hide in the snow
And how
to play between the drifts
We
were a family and we were happy
Playing
and hunting in the wild
The
world was our yard
A place
to run and live our lives
Now,
it is all gone
The
snows are just a distant memory
The
ice no longer comes
So
we will just sit and wait
Hoping
the coldness will return
Hoping
that someday we may have our home back
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