Rabbit Called Poem by lars haris

Rabbit Called



cant tell from where
he is calling out for aid
making everything afraid

making everything afraid
wrinkling up his little face
as he cries again aid
and cant find the place

and i cant find the place
where his paw is in the snare
little one oh little one
i am searching every where

Sunday, June 8, 2014
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