CHRISTMAS BEARS

Well I have been busy on the Bears and not just riding the Bike across the country!  Autumn is well and truly set in now so riding is on the back burner for a few months unless the days are really fine.  Any way back to the Bears:  Christmas Bears below, most have found new homes for the holiday but I thought you might like to see their pictures anyway!

BERRY MYST

 CHRISTMAS BOX

 HOT CHOCOLATE

 JANGLE YEW TREE

 WINTER BERRY

 WINTER LIGHT

The Inquisitive Mind of a Child

The Inquisitive Mind of a Child


Why are they selling poppies, Mummy?
Selling poppies in town today
The poppies, child are flowers of love
For the men who marched away
But, why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy?Why not a beautiful rose?
Because, my child, men fought and died
In the fields where the poppies grow
But why are the poppies so red, Mummy?
Why are the poppies so red?
Red is the colour of blood, my child
The blood our soldiers shed
The heart of the poppy is black, Mummy?
Why does it have to be black?
Black, my child, is the symbol of grief
For the men who never came back
But, why mummy, are you crying so?
Your tears are giving you pain
My tears are my fears for you my child
For the worlds is - FORGETTING AGAIN