BUNNIES
Bunnies hop, bunnies leap
Bunnies are fun and I can't sleep.
(illustration of a person in bed, a digital clock reading 1:00 a.m.)
SUNSHINE
The golden sun stretches over the valley
Cats linger in the alley
Sun filters down
People waken in the town
But I'm asleep
Lost in my dreams.
(illustration of a tree and flower with a smiling sun in the sky)
3 comments:
No Mary, you are supposed to count SHEEP - not bunnies! Too cute!
prodigy.
(what eight year old uses the word "filters"?!
or "lingers"? Miss Mary, you are a wonder! I love both these poems. Keep them coming. Love you.
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