Kanga

Of course, I love my own little boy best
A more beautiful child there never was.
But the rest are like my children too
Bouncy Tigger, with a child-like spirit
Pooh, he tries so hard
Piglet, frightened of his own footprints
Eeyore, so miserable and lonely
Each needs a mother’s love
And who put me to give it?
Alas, when adventure draws them all away
I do wish another soul could help me set some limits