Toy Land
It's ears hang down on the side of it's face,
It's dress is covered in flowers and lace,
It's more than a toy,
it's a memory,
A joy,
A bunny that will never part,
It took my hand,
It showed me a land,
That I imagined with my heart.
Copyright © Bridget Prewitt | Year Posted 2010
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