The Little Bear to Goldilocks
I was young that day you ate my porridge
Naively walking through my childhood.
I was young and love seemed but impossible
A realm for more romantic fairytales.
I was young – a frightened cub, not quite a bear
Too scared, too weak, to roar my heart to you.
I was young, I almost let my parents
Destroy our hopes and dreams together.
I was young; I watched you go that night
Into another children’s story.
I was young and should have wrote the book
Putting us together despite all odds.
I really liked this one.