If sometimes I ever get lonely,
If the skies of my mind turn stormy and gray,
I look to my bunnies to help me,
I know they will brighten my mood and my day.
They'll dance and they'll frolic around me
In their unique bunny way.
I'll sit and silently love them,
While they in their silent way play.
They'll jump in the air, twirl and spin,
And then looking at me seem to say,
"Thank you for making our lives so good,
It's a kind deed we'll try to repay."
Then with a radiance shining in me,
And I can't help but smile softly and say,
"You already have you sweet precious things,
For my day is no longer gray."
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