Posted by: karenevoss | June 27, 2017

Finding Ground

As I sit outside to write,
I notice a twitching in my sight.
As I take a break from what I read,
I spot a young bunny look towards me.

As I watch her munch on green grass,
I wonder what bunny thinks as minutes pass.
Bunny grows big and strong,
as I’ve watched her all along.

Bunnies thrive as humans do,
strong, tough, and true.
My true self once packed away,
has decided to come out and play.

To read, to write, to grow again,
life changes, and I begin.
Where I go, I wonder too.
With pencil in hand, I follow through.


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