To My Bunny

Dear Kelly Bunny,

You are black

and you are white.

You like to play and,

yes, sometimes you bite.

But of all the bunnies I have ever seen,

you are the bunny of all bunnies to me.

Never have I felt anything

so soft as your fur.

Not even my dresses of velvet

compare to you.

They are soft in one direction,

while you are in all.

Besides, petting a dress is silly,

while petting a bunny is sweet.

I don't know how to explain,

but I love you so much.

From the first look at the store

and ever after.

You are more than worth all my birthday money,

which I spent in supplying your home to you.

All for what?

For your hoppy, happy attitude day by day.

Nothing can stop your fun and fur.

I have only one request for my dear bunny:

Stay out from under my bed.

That is no place for my funny bunny.

It is place for my shoes and things,

but not for you at all.

I am sorry that Camo comes in

for the sake of terrorizing you.

He's a Lab, and that's what Labs do.

I wish he wouldn't, but it's beyond my control.

I try to save you from it, but to what avail?

'Tis almost impossible for the most part,

as his entrance to our space is my fault.

I must learn to close the door,

if not for my sake, then for yours.

I love my little Kelly bunny.

You know it is true. 

That it is why I pet you, for I love you best of all.

I just hope my funny bunny loves me, too.

Your girlie,

Heidi