Mama Bear Poem Novels & Stories

As fast as the bear might move, Rave could carry her out of here far faster if need be. The mother bear stopped and rose up onto her hind feet. Leesa could see her sniffing the air. She wondered if the bear had discovered them. She got her answer when Rave stepped out of the trees into the open. The bear let out a low growl, but made no move toward them. Rave pulled Leesa forward. Now they were both standing in full view of the bear. The animal growled once more, but then dropped down onto all fours and resumed watching her cubs, apparently having decided Leesa and Rave were no threat.

Taking her hand in mine, I whispered softly, the same words she used to say to me. “Listen carefully, okay? Your daughter will make you sleep peacefully.” *Listen carefully, okay? Your mother will make you sleep peacefully.* And then… I began. “There was once a happy family of pigs. Papa pig, Mama pig, and Little pig. They lived in a small forest where the sun was warm and the trees were tall. Every day, Papa pig protected them, Mama pig took care of them, and Little pig laughed happily. And every night, no matter how dark the forest became…

The mountain valley echoed with harrowing screams, the metallic scent of blood saturating the air. I stood still, watching, waiting for their demise, when suddenly, a gunshot cracked through the stillness. The bear, startled by the sound, turned sharply and bolted back to its cubs, gathering them before vanishing into the forest's shadows.

“Good morning, ma.” “Good morning.” Marsha replied. She took some steps and stood in front of Anna, who fixed her eyes on her laptop screen and was pressing the keyboard non-stop. “Hey!” Marsha raised her voice. She looked around and discharged a deep breath to control herself. She lowered her voice and call. “Anna, are you blind?”

Dad always told me to stay away from this area, yet I'm here. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" A bear suddenly appeared and attacked me. "Katharina!" Mom shouted. "Mommy help me! Help me!" I shouted back. All of a sudden, my Mom shifted to her beautiful brown wolf and protected me from the bear that was trying to get me. She knew she couldn't win because she was sick. In just a blink of an eye, the bear's claws hit her chest and blood came rushing. "Kalisha!!!!!" My Dad shouted and all of a sudden a lot of pack warriors attacked the bear and killed it.

It was almost as if it was calling on an army of angels. “He shall cover thee with his feathers, And under his wings shalt thou trust; His truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night, Nor for the arrow that flieth by day. Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness, Nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday,” prayed Mama. *** The creatures suddenly started screaming.