My Protector
Polarbear was always like a cudly bear.
He was always there in the mists of the air.
Always ready to protect.
If only God had kept.
Ready and alert.
Always making family first.
Loving and Caring.
Always daring.
My protector he was.
Until one day cancer got to him.
That's when he knew he could not win.
Now with God.
Always looking over me.
Only wishing I could see.
Waiting for the chance to be reunited.
My protector he was.
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