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A polars first step into life. |
| Little Polar Bear The chill of the North Pole awakens her from sleep. Her eyes shine and her white fur glows, She takes her first step; the memory she will always keep She yelps for joy, walking on those twinkle toes. Running as her mother grins with glee. Goodbye Little Bear. And, there she goes Into May’s intricate snow. |