But in my heart, he is nothing less.
He shares all the little idiosyncrasies
that I have carried for so long.
Inheriting not just the good,
but the bad and annoying.
With all this, I know still
that the best part is his heart.
For unlike others he see's with
his heart not his eye's.
And judges not even those
who try to judge him.
I am biased I know, but I am
Mother Bear.
Do not harm him with hands
or words for fear,
that I will come and my claws I will show.
Loudly they will proclaim
that he is mine
and I am Mother Bear.
P. Contreras
