Fingers stuck in my curly hair,
I waited long to see my bears,
I really thought, that they were aware.
The wait did take an hour or two,
There were days, that they never came too,
Breaking my heart, the time just flew,
I used to blame, my bear crew.
Standing tall on my little feet,
I clapped aloud to their beat,
Going towards the tv screen,
I welcomed them; they are too sweet.
On bed I was, my Bedtime Bear,
When I laughed, I was my Cheer Bear,
The grumpy me, was my Grumpy Bear,
To mom I was, my Goodluck Bear,
With my sisters, I had to be my Share Bear.
On my favorite day, my Birthday Bear,
To my friend, I was a Friend Bear,
I accompanied my Love-a-lot Bear,
Along with my Tenderheart Bear,
To grandma I was, my Funshine Bear,
Still I strive hard to be Wish Bear.
I hope you remember at least one bear,
They taught me a lot, especially to care,
At least now, you know, the Care Bears,
They own the things of the world that's rare,
My baby heart, stored them in there,
Forever they'll be, in my heart I swear.
-Debra R. N. Ludwick-
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