The little Panda is sad.
He lost his mom and dad.
Crying the entire night,
cursing his might.
The sun has risen up,
and a hand offered him a coffee cup.
"Why are you so dull and weak,
sitting at the top of the peak?"
Panda asked, "Who are you?"
"I am the Panther blue."
Panther said, "Don't be sad!
Good days come after bad."
"Come to my home with me.
You will be happy, can't you see?"
Panther cooked him curry.
Panda told him his story.
Living happily together in the woods,
working day and night for goods,
they are both now best of friends.
Some stories are happy in the end.
Good Friends Are The Best Of All
The Little Panda
Published by Family Friend Poems August 2018 with permission of the Author.
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