I startled a baby rabbit with my mowing
It left its hiding place and fled.
I could see its heart thumping, not knowing
I’d find it minutes later lying dead.
Mown Down
May 7, 2008Thorny
May 7, 2008Glorious weather, birds in full song.
The May’s not out, but it won’t be long.
When it does appear, you can bet your bottom dollar,
The rains will return, and the winds will reholler.
Posted by Bog Rhymer