Mama Bear Poem Novels & Stories

But my triumph was short-lived, for I realized with a sinking heart that the second bear was looming over Mia, who was still mired in the flowing water and struggling to stand. "Mia!" I shouted, my voice filled with a mixture of fear and desperation. She looked up at me, her eyes wide with anger and pain as she tried to push herself to her feet. But the second bear was already upon her, its massive form casting a shadow over her prone figure, and she kept slipping back, unable to stand.

“My dear, our land is small, we would have to hide our gifts and there are just too many wolves, so we rule with mercy and lead them to live peacefully. We are here, little one. Remember not to display our gifts.” When the car pulls up, I follow Mama out of the car. I look around the Coral Lake pack. Buildings are smouldering, it doesn’t look like Papa has saved much. It’s dark and raining, and I’m following Mama into the woods. Everybody is asleep and I get to see Mama’s gift. She sits on the ground with her legs crossed and her palms on the soil. She begins to sing and hum. This goes on and on and on. My tired eyes want to sleep. “ OK Evelyn, let’s go to bed.”

But it won’t be long till I wipe it off his face. “Take them in groups of five!” I yell at our king and the bear leader burst out laughing. “And you think that will help?” he raises an eyebrow looking at me mockingly. ‘Let me take him.’ My beautiful mate says in the mind link. ‘In due time little mate, just wait.’ I tell her but I can see how anxious she is, JP as well clenching and unclenching his fists. The bears have a lot of strength, but they are slow as we expected and when they get to one of us, they don’t let go until they are dead.

And if that mockingbird won't sing, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that diamond ring turns brass, Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass. And if that looking glass gets broke, Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat won't pull, Mama's gonna buy you a cart and bull. And if that cart and bull turn over, Mama's gonna buy you a dog named Rover. And if that dog named Rover won't bark, Mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart.

I got on my bike and drove home to Colerado. My parents were waiting outside our family cabin when I pulled up on my bike. I got off and stretched my limbs. Bears weren't as social as wolves, so we didn't live in a Pack housing structure. Each family had their own homestead. Bears were solitary animals, but our human side was not. A group of bears was actually called a sleuth of bears, but in shifter communities, we called them packs. Our lead bear or strongest bear, like the wolves, was known as an alpha. My father was Alpha Gideon, and he led Big Paw Pack. I loved it here, but since I was a toddler, something pulled me to the Palace and, more notably, Princess Rori. I breathed in the famil

Next, she asked curiously, "Isn't Dora's mommy afraid of the big black bear?" "Of course she was scared. But his mommy can't retreat." "Why not?" "Because she has to protect Dora. A baby is God's greatest gift to a mother, so his mommy will protect her child for the rest of her life. If she were alone, she would certainly run away. But at the time, Dora was behind her. If she ran away, the bear would hurt Dora. If his mommy were to compare, she thought that Dora's life was more important. So she couldn't retreat."

"Honey, why are you crying again?" "Mama ...." Sky hugged Alice's legs. "I dreamed that I met a bear cub. He was looking for his mother. It seemed like he was the cub of the bear that was skinned for Carol's jacket. He kept walking and crying. His body was thin because he was too sad and he didn't want to eat." "Oh, Honey," Alice bent her knees, hugging the little girl gently. "Carol's jacket is an old product. The poor bear cub must be big now. He's grown into a tough, brave bear."

And here I am, alone and without my wolf, facing this monstrous creature with only my fragile human form to protect my unwell six-year-old son. The bear lets out a terrifying roar and charges towards the cave. In that moment, all rational thought leaves me. Pure maternal instinct takes over as I throw myself down into the cave, shielding Eden with my body just as the bear's massive paw swipes down. Searing pain rips across my back as the bear's claws tear through my flesh. I cry out in agony but hold firm, keeping Eden pressed against the cave wall behind me. The bear roars again, rearing up on its hind legs to deliver another blow.

"That it is. We had a mama bear and a couple of cubs wander through here the other day." "Really?" Poppy's father nodded. "It's that time of year. They're all coming out of their dens and looking for something to eat." He laughed. "Can't keep a bird feeder out here to save my life." Poppy smiled wanly. "So what brings you home, shug?" her mother asked. "Not that we're not happy to see you. But it seems like something's wrong." Her mother's brown eyes sparkled in the firelight.

Bia wanted to look back, but she knew that if she did, it would be even harder to leave the Bimantara house. Abi, Mama is sorry. Mama cannot stay with you any longer. Mama cannot protect you anymore. Mama won't be there to see your very first steps. Even if Mama is not around, I hope you grow up to be a good boy. Mama will never forget you. You will always be Mama's precious little boy. Please forgive Mama one more time.