My Honeysuckle Moor

Honeysuckle is blooming does catch my eye Funny, trouble is I have never seen Bunnies chuckle or cared how time flies Sunny, cuddled all in green was everything * Surprise is I never seen this before arise curiosity I must find Uprises, trees of honeysuckle moor a prize to claim so I climb tree by vine * Nesting a top this suckled strewn tree Jesting to myself I’m in a crow’s nest resting in moments of the wondrously Testing imaginations that lie in the breast * Fortune finds place’s Express my garden Horton hears a who hatching an egg Horsemen unscrambling a heart hardened Warden you’ll never find but I beg * -- A Lento poem