Dancing In Clover
Skies were gray again,
another day of rain falling constant without end
but the cottontail buck bunny made his way
through the wet bending grass on display
to find the clover patch for which he prayed.
The little herbivore nibbled and he chewed
all the while in observant surroundings he viewed,
first the green leaf shamrocks eaten voraciously in repeat
then a momentary pause before the greater treat
the flowered blossoms white and sweet.
As the rain slowed with clouds oft and behind
he found himself in delight, happy with his find,
and stood on his hind legs to clean his face of its reward
and with the swift energy he now stored
he kicked the ground and in the air he soared.
With an energetic twist and leap
he rose high flicking head and feet
his jump and twist and run binking
exuded joy and fun without blinking
then quick away from the clover patch he danced.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2019
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