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Baobears gather around the fire's glow, Stories shared in the winter's snow. Their laughter rings, so soft, so clear, A bond of warmth when winter's near. The world is cold, but hearts are bright, Under the stars, in the silent night. They rest in peace as the world sleeps tight, Baobears dreaming in soft moonlight.

Winter Dreams .⋆  ࣪short poem   ⋆ ࣪...

a little vow a shakespearean sonnet It was a cold and sunny winter dayGood weather to enjoy a little walk!Bao was slowly strolling near the town bayWhen he came across a fallen red sock. "Who has paws this big?" He wondered out loud"Ho Ho Ho!" said a loud voice from behindhe said, "It...

little feet in fields of white — wintertime; a bao’s delight! a trip to the wishing well, a whispered hope, for none to tell. lights dance above, but down below… baos skate across the lake’s cool glow. a lones...