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.