A Bunny Poem
I stand underneath the tall grass,
Hopping and hiding,
I watch all who pass,
friends of whom deciding.
I run through land,
I've lived here for a number of years,
Glad to see a helping hand,
I've lived with my bravery and tears.
I've seen the good times,
I've seen the bad,
The bad whose suffered from their crimes,
The friends who are happy not sad.
Conforting the ones you love,
Is better than putting yourself above.
I stand underneath the tall grass,
hopping and hiding,
I watch all who pass,
Friends of whom deciding.
What do you think of my poem? biggrin
randomrabbit Community Member 
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