- Lorna
Mr Bear's Best Day
Things have changed so quickly worldwide over the past few weeks, especially in the last week. I have felt really lost for words. Although I've wanted to carry on posting as usual, because I think these things can be a source of cheer and joy, I felt totally stumped on where to start because carrying on regardless felt wrong, and adding to the noise also felt wrong. So I spent some time offline putting together a new story and some illustrations about Mr Bear's Best Day. The simplest pleasures always give the greatest of joys and I think the best thing about the pickle we find ourselves in just now is focusing on the smallest of pleasures in life wherever possible. I do hope that wherever you're reading this, it finds you well - mentally and physically - and that you're snuggled up with a loved one or two in this time of distancing. Hopefully this will all become a memory soon, but what will remain is the love of your friends, family and the simplest joys in life.
With love and hugs, Lorna x
Mr Bear woke up smiling
With a heart full of cheer
The storms had all passed
Which had left him in fear
As he pulled back the curtains
And saw a new day
Mr Bear felt so thankful
And joy came his way
He opened the window
Where the storm had been found
But today there were birds
And a beautiful sound

One sat on his paw
And wished him good day
Mr Bear whispered “thank you”
As the bird flew away.

He sauntered downstairs
And got out some bread,
Found his favourite cup
In his favourite red

How magic to wake up
Without any cares
A feeling to be cherished
And certainly shared
So he rustled up breakfast
For his favourite mouse
Who was still happily snoozing
In their cosy wee house.
Mr Bear made her tea
And a small slice of toast
Which he popped on a tray
Next to today’s piece of post
He tapped on the door
As mouse gently stirred
She’d smelt toast being made
And then footsteps were heard

She sat up in bed
And yawned with a smile
This was already the best day
That she’d had for a while
Mr Bear sat beside her
And they sipped on their tea
And spoke of their dreams
And what today could be
When breakfast was finished
They ventured outside
The two of them both
With a spring in their stride
They walked through the forest
And fields full of flowers
They lay in the sunshine
And chatted for hours

As they made their way home
Out wandering too
Were lots of their friends
And their group quickly grew
As they reached Mr Bear’s
The group hugged goodbye
Mr Bear glanced at Mouse
With a twinkly eye
Reluctant to finish
Their magical day,
Mr Bear and wee Mouse
Thought their friends should all stay
So they sat under the stars
Using logs as their seats
Told stories and jokes
With marshmallows and treats
They wished this great day
Wouldn’t come to end
But were thankful for love
And their wonderful friends.
