Penelope Bear, who just didn't care,
Sneaked out after dark to play in the park.
She didn't tell her mother, her sister or brother.
She didn't tell her father -- it was too much bother.
Penelope ran just as fast as she can
Down the dark city street on her little bear feet.
When she got to the park, it was lonely and dark,
But she wanted to play so she stayed anyway.
She swung on the swings and hung from the rings.
She was happy to glide down the big metal slide.
She rode all around on the merry-go-round,
And dug in the sand with her little bear hand.
Then, a voice in the air said, "Come here, little bear."
Penelope shuddered to hear those words uttered.
She turned and she ran just as fast as she can --
And she didn't look behind to see what she'd find.
She ran into the house like a scared little mouse.
Her parents were sad she had been so bad,
But they hugged her and kissed her and said how they missed her.
Penelope cried -- she was frightened inside.
The lesson is clear: Every good little bear
Shouldn't play in the park all alone after dark!
Written for my daughter, Ariel Pisturino
Copyright 1985-2015 Dawn Pisturino. All Rights Reserved.
I looked into the big, big sky
And watched an airplane passing by;
I was too small for him to see,
And so he never noticed me.
May 3, 1986
Copyright 1986-2015 Dawn Pisturino. All Rights Reserved.