The Wakeful Bear

Alyssa Ferguson
Jan 13, 2023

a whimsical sonnet

Photo by mana5280 on Unsplash

Upon the rising of the sun I rose
As well, and went to tend my garden path,
But found it blocked by bears in deep repose;
And so, not wanting to provoke their wrath,

I tarried at the gate, and watched, and mulled.
And so, as morning ticked its moments by,
And senses by its summer magic lulled,
I sighed, but…

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Alyssa Ferguson

Born and raised in a literary household, I write to clarify my own questions.