Young Frances was a lion, but he thought he was a bear.
And as he was a lion, he’d an awful lot of hair.
His hair was golden brown, and fell long around his head;
except for on the parts where there was hair that’s short instead.
Now Frances, that young lion (who so wished he was a bear),
thought that he should hibernate, but didn’t quite know where.
He didn’t know of caves and such as all those real bears do,
and so, he wandered to and fro, then wandered fro and to.
Until Frances, the young lion (who thought he was a bear),
found his way into a house where he found Grandma’s chair.
He placed his massive body, with his lovely golden hair,
upon the cosy cushions and he hibernated there.
Now Frances the bear-lion, who was not a teddy bear,
had just begun to fall asleep, when Grandma saw him there.
Well, she saw the golden hair that fell long around his head,
and didn’t think he was a bear, but her granddaughter instead.
Then Frances, the young lion, who thought he was a bear,
awoke wrapped in a giant hug from Grandma, in her chair.
Young Frances purred with pleasure as he felt so safe and sound.
He didn’t feel the least confused: he felt that he’d been found.
Young Frances was a lion, who once thought he was a bear;
he doesn’t care now what he is, as long as Grandma’s there.
© Kristin Martin 2012
I have a little rabbit teddy that I like to keep near me! I can imagine how that stuffed lion feel being hugged with his grandma! We love our grandma she always looks out for us and cuddles us when we are sad!
This poem was so much fun to read!
I like the ending when Frances said he felt safe and Sound! I feel safe when my Grandmother is near me too!
Does your Grandma like the poem too? My mum (who is my kids’ Grandma) liked the poem.
Hi Kristin i love all your poems except i think i like this one the most because its the funniest.
Kristin the first paragraph was a tongue twister for me.
I like what you’ve done with the rhyming words you did a rhyming word at the end of each line
By the way did someone brainwash Frances in thinking he was a bear?Anyway your poems are the best. In your poem it says even a lion loves love.
Thank you! I’m glad you like my poems and you think they are funny. It is so nice to know that people enjoy them.
Hi Kristin My name is Ebony and I love your poem. It is really funny and it has my middle name in it, Frances. I have long blonde hair too and love cuddles with my Grandma. from Ebony
Thanks for your comment. I love that you have some things in common with my poem.
I love the ending when he says that he feels safe. This poem is so cute. Where did you get the idea?
I was playing with words.
i loved that poem but didfrances have a brain injury.
No, Frances was just a bit confused!
Nice poem by the way. did Frances have a brain injury? because animal’s and humans could get brain injuries and think that they are something else when there actually a human or an animal. you should continue this poem. it’s that GREAT!
Thanks for your comment. I never thought of Frances as having a brain injury, but it is a good observation.
This is happy ending poem. I cant stop reading your poems…they are so natual and when ever i read i feel that you are taking bout me/my feeling or the way i think
Awwwwwww. The lion is so cute. I feel happy he feels belonged.
I love the ending when he says that he feels safe.
I loved how in the ending, Frances feels like he’s been found and doesn’t care who he is.
That is so cute were did you get the name Frances?
I don’t know where I got the name. Do you know anyone called Frances?
Hi Kristin, well done with your poems, I have enjoyed reading them tonight! I think I like this one the best as I can picture the lion (who thinks he’s a bear!) cuddled up with Grandma. I do like the pocket one as well as it can be rather traumatic sticking your hand into your child’s pocket and not knowing what you might find! 🙂
I am glad you like the poems Jo. Did you read them to your boys? I’d love to know what they think of them.