Mama Bear (89 Words)

It was a long and arduous journey. The snowy hills stretched on forever. When the stars came out, the light sparkled like a thousand diamonds on the cold whiteness.

But Snow-Bear was not afraid. The vastness of it all did not frighten him. All the stars, the wonder of it all, was a mystery safely viewed from the warmth of his mother’s back.

Snow-Bear’s mama dug in the snow.

“We’ll sleep here tonight,” she said.

Snow-Bear snuggled into her furry warm side. He fell into deep and happy sleep.

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Written for Mother’s Day, based on Cathy Baxter’s beautiful painting, “Polar Back Ride”! And in response to the Daily Post’s Daily Prompt, “Core.” Check it out!