By Harnoor 

Whoosh! As the baby polar bear flew into the sky!

Very high, oh very, very high!

The baby bear bounced into the blue night sky,

She went as high as the clouds.

Then all the way to the ground,

Every time she flew,

Bright white stars grew.

As they danced up in the air,

Without a care.

She wanted to do it again and again,

But then her mother had to explain..

“It’s past your bedtime!”.