I found a dead bunny
in my yard yesterday
his eyes were still open
But his body was still
I crouched down beside him
to admire his Beauty
and his fur still matted
from where it had been chewed
I didn't feel sadness
I admired his bravery
I've seen lots of his kind
lately here in my yard
They're sent from the heavens
from my native ancestors
The Raven, the swallows & the two turtle doves...
They are all the....
...reminders
of a God's Burning Love.
I gently picked up
that long sleeping bunny
his little front legs
just dangling straight down
I made him a bed made of mossy fresh Earth
to return him back home
......without even a sound.
Cherie Nolan © All Rights Reserved * 2016
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
I found a dead bunny
in my yard yesterday
his eyes were still open
But his body was still
I crouched down beside him
to admire his Beauty
and his fur still matted
from where it had been chewed
I didn't feel sadness
I admired his bravery
I've seen lots of his kind
lately here in my yard
They're sent from the heavens
from my native ancestors
The Raven, the swallows & the two turtle doves...
They are all the....
...reminders
of a God's Burning Love.
I gently picked up
that long sleeping bunny
his little front legs
just dangling straight down
I made him a bed made of mossy fresh Earth
to return him back home
......without even a sound.
Cherie Nolan © All Rights Reserved * 2016
I'd just like to add that this poem is the truth. I have seen all these creatures lately which is quite unusual for this are of Vermont... it is not as rural. And as many of you might have guessed, I am of Native American ancestry. With a bit of French and Irish thrown in for good measure (my name of course reflects this :) So while my beliefs in my God might be different than yours- I believe that our God is listening and is the same. Really still so surprised at what is coming out. Have not been doing this long at all. Thank you all so very much for being so supportive.
& and may our lives be blessed no matter what we believe. - XO
