Rabbits

Rabbits

In meadows green, where wildflowers bloom,
The rabbits dance, their fur a soft plume.
Their ears perk up, alert to every sound,
As they hop and play, their joy unbound.

Their cotton tails twitch, like fluffy clouds,
In moonlit nights, they roam the grounds.
Eyes wide and curious, they explore,
Leaping through grass, forevermore.

Reviews

[A.H.]

This is such a cute poem! Rabbits in wonderland :) Thanks for writing and sharing, Betrix!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

What fun for the bunnies! I'm a big fan of the furry creatures. Very nice poem to them. F.

[Betrix]

Thanks, Friend 😊

[Arundass TP]

Excellent poem. I love rabbits. Nicely written

[Betrix]

Thanks me too! 🐇

[Arundass TP]

Welcome friend 🙂

[Betrix]

Hey you love rabbits right? I got a lil cute group of all that stuff! Wanna join?

[Arundass TP]

Great friend.

[Kane Hagwood]

This poem is painted like a picture, with the visuals of bunny rabbits bouncing about putting a smile on my face. I used to see rabbits all the time at night when I lived in my old home, being rather common to see them come out and about, playing in the grass, doing binkies. Thanks for sharing!

[Betrix]

Aw thanks yea we have rabbits all the time around here just prancing around and nibbling on the clover.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts! -Betrix

[Kane Hagwood]

Always happy to review works written from the heart!