a Poem about Fairy Tales

      "Snow White and Rose Red" *

         art by Kerry Darlington

 

The Bear Comes

 

Snuggled down not in their beds

Snow White, Rose Red and 'The Bear'

Soon they'd be sleeping, the three

 

Dreams would come, mostly pleasant

Hungry bear knocking at their door

Cold and snowy, shivering

 

So they fed him, warmed him up

Played by the fire and he stayed

Became a nightly affair

 

Widow mother, glad he came

Now a play friend for the girls

Unlocked door he'd leave by dawn

 

Years and years went by the same

Came "The Bear" every evening

Carry the girls up to bed

 

What more did they dream about

Will they cry when bear no more  **

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Carrie at the Sunday Muse, at  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/05/sunday-muse-109.html?m=1
- Notes: 
 - - *The Bear:  "... After this, every evening at the same time the bear came, lay by the fire, and allowed the children to play with him; so they became quite fond of their curious playmate, and the door was not ever bolted in the evening until he had appeared..." Excerpt from "Snow White and Rose Red" story by Brothers Grimm (Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm), 1929,  https://www.worldoftales.com/fairy_tales/Brothers_Grimm/Grimm_fairy_stories/Snow-White_And_Rose-Red.html
 - - ** In the story the bear died, his body turned into a prince