Nobody likes to be alone
Especially at night
In the deep dark forest
Which is full of frights
I’m going to tell a story
Of a little girl
As innocent as a kitten
Her hair, all in curls
One day in the forest
The girl was collecting berries
There was a rustling in the trees
And she dropped all her cranberries
She fell to the floor
Collecting the fallen fruits
The rustling came again, but louder
And an acorn fell in her boots
Acorns kept on falling
And the girl followed their trail
But she went to deep into the forest
When she realised, she started to wail
She sat down on the floor and wept
But a bear heard her cries
He huddled up to the little lass
And was kind, despite his size
He took the girl to his little cave
Where she sat down on a rock
He gave her food and water
And he dusted her frock
Then he took her out
To look at the stars
On top of the mountain
They could see all the way to mars
But then the girl said,
“Oh no! I must go!
It’s getting very dark”
And the bear nodded his head, but in sorrow
The girl ran as fast
As her little feet would carry her
She tried to remember the bear
But it was all just a blur
The bear sat in his cave
Waiting for her to come back to him again
But she did not
And that saddened him
So, if someone’s nice to you
Don’t forget them
Give them something, like a hug
It doesn’t have to be a gem
