by EMILY MAYS
CAN'T REPLACE HER
OR GET ANOTHER COTTONTAIL
THE DAY SHE PASSED ON I CRIED
THAT MORNING WAS SAD
ON HER LITTLE BODY WAS HER CLOSED EYES
NEVER WILL I FORGET HER
TO THE DAY THAT I DIED
ALWAYS SHE WILL HAVE A PLACE IN MY HEART
I KNOW THAT SHE LASTED LONGER THAN OTHER RABBITS BUT I MISS HER
LITTLE PAWS, LITTLE EARS I ALSO HAD FUN WATCHING HER GROW
LOVING MEMORY OF COTTONTAIL