In A World Gone Bad, A Bear

Becoming A Grandmother Is Wonderful. One Moment You're Just A Mother. The Next You Are All-wise And Prehistoric.

A Teddy Bear Is Your Childhood Wrapped Up In Faded Yellow Fur, And As Such, He Commands Affection Long After He Is Out Grown.

Brooks Too Wide For Our Leaping, Hedges Far To High. Loads Too Heavy For Our Moving, Burdens Too Cumbersome For Us To Bear. Distances Far Beyond Our Journeying. The Horse Gave Us Mastery.

Love Is To Understand, At Last, The Suffering Of Another.

In A World Gone Bad, A Bear - Even A Bear Standing On Its Head - Is A Comforting, Uncomplicated, Dependable Hunk Of Sanity.