I Belong to the Wind

I Belong to the Wind: poetry for children
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THE PRINCESS AND THE BEARS

Sometimes I dress up in a gown
of sparkling glitter, princess crown

and walk among my scattered bears
that sit alone in teatime chairs

politely drinking teatime tea,
they wait for princess words from me.

You are my bears that's true I say
my loyal subjects on this day

I grant to you one special wish
you all may have a special dish.

Oh yes, oh yes, a special dish
of Gummy Worms and Swedish Fish

The bears jump up and march around
they sing and cheer the loudest sound

is heard across my kingdom fair
where marching singing bears are rare.