The Polar Bear

The Polar Bear

The polar bear, he strolls along,
His shaggy head looks up, his eyes filled with stars.
The Northern Lights play across his face,
Swirling, spiralling silver light dances everywhere.
He shakes his coat,pearly snow flying through the air,
His magestic form making long, dark shadows on the snow.
His black nose wrinkles,
Off he gallops, disappearing into the snow.
Homeward bound he runs,
Home for his fish supper.