The Little Bear and Honeycomb

In forest wild, where green things creep, And sunbeams dance while birdies sleep, Lives Little Bear, with fur so brown, Searching for honey, up and down.

With mama bear, a furry friend, Their honey quest will never end! They sniff the air, a sugary scent, Toward the buzzing, trees are bent.

The trees stand tall, a leafy crowd, Where busy bee sing buzzing loud, A tiny bee, with stripes so bright, Protecting honey with all its might!

Up climbs the bear, so quick and bold, A sticky treat, a story told. Through branches thick, it makes its way, To where the honey hides all day.

A honeycomb, a golden prize, Reflected in the bear's wide eyes. The bees fly out, a buzzing swarm, But Little Bear stays strong and warm.

The sweet, sweet taste, a golden stream, A happy sigh, a joyful dream. With sticky paws and happy grin, The bears lick to their bear like chin!

The forest watches, calm and still, As happy bellies start to fill. Honey is tasty, oh so sweet, Two bears are smiling, what a treat!