Quivering, Questing,
The bunny’s nose
Is always testing.
Sitting in a pose
Ears held high
Up to the sky
As the fox’s scent
Is forward sent
And bunny hops away
And saves the day.

Poetry
Quivering, Questing,
The bunny’s nose
Is always testing.
Sitting in a pose
Ears held high
Up to the sky
As the fox’s scent
Is forward sent
And bunny hops away
And saves the day.

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Very sweet Karen. Lovely poem perfect for Spring (and Easter too).
Jayne B.
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