Friday, December 10, 2010

Another day without Bunny Boo

Another day without Bunny Boo




As 2010 comes close to the end

The leaves blowing gently in the wind.

The crying is a little less each passing day

Knowing the memories of our Bunny won't fade away.

Her daddy hugged her as her eyes soon glazed over

Why , why did she have to get run over.

He cried for her and begged her to come back

Even as her warm body lay in his lap.

She hasn't finished her bone she just got

Still laying in the camper from the day it was bought.

She had waited for daddy to unwrap it that day

And not wanting Hannah to swipe it away.

She learned how to growl if you touched her bone

But never any teeth would she have shown.

The food bowls went from two to one

Another routine had slowly begun.

The birds are slowing singing as the day grows warm

As the new words for a new poem do form.

I know the poems will soon stop one day

As she runs like the wind in the heavens away.

Healing is starting to slowly begin

No hugs or kisses from us again.

The tears don't seem to want to flow

But doesn't mean that grief doesn't show.

The memories of seeing her die that day

Will be pressed on our minds in our own way.

Bunny you gave us such hope and love

Run Sweet Bunny from the Heavens above.



12-10-2010

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Another beautiful poem and I hope you put these in a book in "Remembrance of Bunny Boo" !
Thanks for sharing....even tho I cry right along with you !

Hugs, diana

Norma Soulet (AZArtist) said...

Hi Debbie Sweetie,

How are you doing? I have missed hearing from you. Are you all settled in now?
Loved the poem but it was sad.
Please visit my blog when you get a chance and leave a comment. :)
Hugs

Debbie House said...

Diana Thanks for the comments on the loss of our Bunny Boo and the poem. I am going to make a book for my poems.

Norma, yes the poem is sad but helps me cope with the loss. We are settled in for the winter. Hope to be able to build in a few years on the lot. Still trying to make a corner in the storage building for a crafting area on warm days. Hug, Debbie