Monday, August 9, 2010

The Bunny

Brown bunny sits inside his burrow
Till everything is still,
Then out he slips along the furrow,
Or up the grassy hill.
He nibbles all about the bushes,
Or sits to wash his face,
But at a sound he stamps and rushes
At a surprising pace.
You see some little streaks and flashes,
A last sharp twink of white,
And down his hidey-hole he dashes
And disappears from sight. (~Edith King)
(Searching for bunny the next morning - I told her he must be taking a nap...)

8 comments:

Kelly said...

What a beautiful post!! Thanks for story time:)

Cathy said...

Love this!!

Kelli said...

This was too cute!! :) I actually felt like i was reading a story!

Anne and Whitney: Up, Down and All Around said...

so sweet - love the poem! i hope the bunny wakes up from his nap soon so samantha can see him again :)

Jenny said...

That was SO cute!

Nathan'smama said...

Love it!

evrfwd said...

love the poem and the photos. looks like you all had so much fun!

Carol N. said...

Becca, I think you ought to print it all off, blow it up, and put it in Sammi's room. I think this has become my new favourite!