Fair is the Bear

I wrote this poem last fall and I forgot to post it. This poem is inspired by my sighting of a bear in our upper field during apple/pear season.

  Fair is the bear

Fair is the bear which raps on your window;

Inquiring through the glass to see if you are in. 

 Only, scares you inside and frightens himself away.

Fair is the bear which comes to your doorway,

He wants to ask, if you might spare a scrap or two.

But in vain he tries; only scares you, which frightens him again.

Fair is the bear which comes to your orchard,

To pluck little fruit. Until you come along.

The bear you startle once again and his fear drives him away.

And now you miss the bear which comes no-more,

Neither comes he to your window, nor to your door;

Refuses to enter your orchard for afraid of you is he.

By Evelyn Creon