Gummi Bear poem

Gummi Bear
the prompt for April 5th - "write about an animal"

mid-sized, the length of my palm
your short pink fur, black-stitched smile
initials, “GB” imprinted on the top
of your left paw, you ride along with
my car keys, clipped to the ring,
popping out of my purse, catching
a wailing child’s eye, I’m in a forested
monotony of a grocery line, comfort
foods like pizza and chocolate bars
spill from my car, I’m 42 years old,
maybe it’s okay, maybe it’s okay
if I tell people I heard you growl,
I’ll eat gobs of soft, multi-colored
candies in your resemblance tonight
I hope you don't take it personally.

by Ruth Nolan
copyright (c) 2009 by Ruth Nolan
rewrite 4.5.09