The smell of life
floats somewhere,
As if stars
were dragon’s breath
and they were breathed on earth.
Daddy bunny is home doing research on life and birth.
Three of his lovely kids joined him to guess.
They behave like a thinking tank,
digging deep about life’s many a prank.
They recall
times when they throw the ball
until it’s too dark to see it at all,
And the smell of life starts to fall
As if a dragon breathed
on them, prime time.
Fun is earthed,
Blinking their eyes,
Four silly bunnies sniff their noses
and they have the best appetites
for life, because life could smell like roses.
*****
Monday’s Child: Monday’s Child
Many thanks to Jamie Dedes and Heartspell, who nominated Jingle for the perfect poet award week 32.
Jingle humbly accept the award here, Jingle wishes to nominate
for Week 33 the perfect poet award.
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