Rabbit

Fun little poem about a gift I received

Hip, hop
Bouncy, bop
There was a rabbit on my stoop.

Not the breed
That you have to feed,
Or that comes in a massive group.

Yellow and white
With a smile that is bright;
His stuffing makes him fat.

He's three feet tall,
Leans against a wall,
And dons a cowboy hat.

I gaze at him a while.
Then, I start to smile.
It turns into a laugh.

A treasure to keep
When I feel too deep,
And need a different path.

Rabbit, rabbit,
Keep smiling at me.
You lift my spirits high.

An attitude shift
May have others miffed,
But you remind me of my favorite guy.