A truly wonderful story for children of all ages.  This is my small tribute to a tale that I probably love  more than I should.

Streets Made of Marmalade
by Michael Romani

Rather small
Rather sneezy
As you'll recall
It's always easy

To be rather fond
Of marmalade
A star wished upon
Is the sum of dreams made

Given half the chance
To catch that star
And dance that dance
Paddington would go this far

This far and further
Busy in that baker's square
More than just fur there
Blended into that somewhere

London had become his home
With friends and lots of love
Paddington the Bear was never alone
Filled with marmalade and heaven above

Living on rolling skates
Every day was a memory
To be remembered as his fate
With everyone loved like family

There in the scrapbooks
That shaped Paddington's story
Filled with excited looks
And a very bear-able glory

(c)  January 16, 2019   Michael Romani
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