#ancestry

we have been discussing his mother recently.

at a request from another.

‘who is my mother’. the bear whispered.

i do not know.

‘why?’

you came as an adult, a wise one.

you never said.

‘then i will never know?’

no, probably not, yet

i love you.

‘thank you’

whispered the bear, then went very quiet.

sbm.

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