A Little Cub

I found a little cub,
In the darkest place of all.
Scared dirty and covered with mud,
Shivering in cold and his eyes,
searching for someone.
I looked into his eyes,
And I suddenly burst into tears.
The eyes were so deep and full of emotions,
I just couldn't stop looking,
I took it out of the place,
And held in my lap,
Comforting it may be for a loss.
It turned its head and looked at me,
Through the silence of sorrow,
It's eyes asked have you ever been alone,
I smiled and said 'yes',
 it's okay to be alone,
Tough times will always come,
But You'll have to stay strong,
And strong enough to stand alone.
Being alone isn't the worst part of life,
It teaches you fight when you,
have nobody by your side.
The cub then smiled through his eyes,
And i woke up to where the life lies.