My Little Fur Balls

First there were two,

then three, then four…

Hubby was adamant:

he wanted more and more.

 

And more he got–

rabbits breed up fast.

In less than a month

the numbers were vast.

 

Babies were swimming in fur

curled up like commas.

I checked on them day and night

and so did their Momma.

 

Our favourite was Flem–

perhaps it’s obvious why

But too soon she died —

I couldn’t help but cry.

 

A surprise birth brought four more

softening the grief.

then a week later

there were six more to greet.

 

These rabbits keep us busy

Our little bundles of joy.

We love to tickle their ears,

or hold them in our palms.