A time of joy, a time of pain.
I time for laughter, a time for rain.
What we know as life has nothing for us to gain.
But strive little bunny.
Run and jump and be funny.
Show your fur as it streaks through the grass.
the colors, the life, the striking contrast.
But be wary of the trenches, holes, and snares.
The worries and turmoil that life bares.
Shall we run together?
Run from the traps filled with soft feathers.
Don't be fooled by the softness of those tethers.
Know that I love you more than anyone.
That life is worth more than the worth of none.
-A letter to myself,
Love Bunny.
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