POEM: December Thirteenth

by merlinspielen

white rabbit slips beneath
the bare bushes in my backyard
he is content to nibble
on what I had hoped

would bloom in the spring;
his present need
outweighs my dreaming.

3 Comments to “POEM: December Thirteenth”

  1. It will come back! Have no fear! Dreams do come true! (<:
    Dwight

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