“We live in a place called Bearbrook,
It’s a place that’s heaven sent, but doesn’t get a double look,
For many of us it’s taken us from the street,
Out of the cold, rain, snow and sleet,
It’s not society’s fault, we don’t get a second look, as we all get judged before you read the book.
We are all different to most,
But get to know us if you are in need, as we are excellent hosts,
Then you have the staff, our friends,
Who dedicate their time to help us get on the mend,
Not one of us in our community are the same,
But the connection and love we share is real and not a game.
People look at us as down and outs,
But could you sleep on the pavements, beg for food and still not pout,
We are all survivors of every kind of scenario,
Tear us down and we just rebuild like Meccano,
Or just need a bit of help to get you off the floor.
Come see Bearbrook Community and staff,
Make some friends, get the ball rolling and have a laugh,
We are all unique with similar tales to tell,
All of us will be there for you as you leave the gates of hell,
So put on your biggest smile, because you have walked through the door and started your own personal mile”.
