(Jasper to Kamloops - August 2012)
As the sun
starts to rise
We rub
sleep from our eyes
And we
check-in our luggage with care
We wave
Jasper farewell
What
stories we’ll tell
Of the day
that we spotted a bear.
As the train
pulls away
And the
carriages sway
There’s a
definite buzz in the air
Sure, the Rockies are cool
And the
trees in the fall
Are real
neat. But we want to see bear.
Our guide*
says black bears
Like to
hang around moose
Though the
truth is that moose are quite rare
So far we’ve
seen trees
And Jill
saw some bees**
But we’re
hoping that soon we’ll see bear
We glimpsed
a black dog
And a duck
in a bog
And a rock
that was shaped like a hare***
And passing
Mount Cheadle
The tracks
of a weasel****
But sadly,
as yet, not a bear
By Pyramid Falls
Where the
bald eagle calls
And the
mosses that that grow are quite rare
Said our
guide, “Yesterday
A bear came
out to play
And posed
for some photos.” Oh yeah?
There’s a
man! By the track!
He waves,
we wave back
And we
laugh like we haven’t a care
And there
are trees, and more trees
Trees,
trees and yes… trees
But we’d
quite like a glimpse of a bear
We’re
approaching Kamloops
Where the
bald eagle swoops
But of one
thing you should be aware
We’ve seen
many great things
With legs*****
and with wings
But we
haven’t seen one blessed… wait!
Is it? Yes…
no…. yes… No…
It's not a bear.******
* Brandi
** Well,
one bee actually
*** Very
amusing!
**** Not
actually true. I used my poetic licence here
***** Not a
great line. Because birds also have legs, obviously
****** It
was a black bin bag.
