Thursday, January 12, 2012

Bunnies

My life is empty with out
them nothing is the same with out
them I could not help it
I was small nothing is
the same not at all

3 comments:

Mrs. Goins said...

I can feel how much the bunnies meant to you. There is so much more to this story about the bunnies within your poem.

Design With Your Dime In Mind said...

I love how you described how life is without a bunny. I love it!






Jasmine .N

Anonymous said...

That's great
Monika