LITTLE BUNNIES
Little bunnies are hopping all over the lawn, Little bunnies are playing all over the park, Tiny noses are twitching how cute they do look. Into the garden under the gate, Little bunnies are playing in the warm summer breeze, Bunnies are racing as up the hill they go, Chasing each other in and out of the wheat, Little bunnies go home stifling big yawns,
Jumping, and playing in the early dawn.
Darting around from daylight till dark.
Jumping and playing beside the cool brook.
Grabbing a carrot before it's too late.
Jumping and tumbling running under the trees.
Down the other side no time to be slow!
Making tiny dust balls with their furry little feet.
After all they've been playing since morning’s early dawn.
March 9, 1999
By
Martha Sue Carr
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