The bear eats from the sparkling water.

The bear climbs the tree to touch the soft orange glow of the sunrise.

The bear wanders like a rolling log to his dark musky cave that smells of pine and soft fresh soil.

The bear drifts off into a sweet gentle slumber.

The bear wakes bright eyed and exuberant.

The bear bathes in sweet smelling diamond drops.

The bear opens his mouth to taste the drops of promise.

The bear hears a snap of danger.

The bear turns only to get sprayed with bullets.

The bear falls to the ground like a dead tree.

The bear awaits death.

The bear lets the blanket of peace drift over him.

For the bear knows heaven awaits him.

The bear dies with ease.

Let us remember this bear who accepted peace