Rabbit

Rabbit, Rabbit how adaptive you are
You live in the city yet you still survive
And you know where to find food
And you know where to hide
At least in this city, no one’s hunting you
Except maybe a rare hawk flying by
Or dogs and maybe cats, but I don’t know
When you see me, you scramble away
Not knowing I mean you no harm
And admire you for how you survive
But if I had the time, maybe I could tame you
And we could be friends

Bob Boyd

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Author: BobBoyd

79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, retired and enjoying a reclusive, solo, ever seeking knowledge life.

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