Bunnies Stuffed With Fairydust:

by Scott Cole   May 8, 2016


In the midst of my window
That's facing the Sun,
Are those tiny dust bunnies
Always on the run.

With all watching eyes
On the yellow brick road,
Golden shades of colors
And dust bunnies explode.

Into a million little pieces
They multiply so fast,
Those tiny dust bunnies
That's having a blast.

With Sun left to come
A highway to roam,
It's never no wonder
They never stay home.

For soon as a curtain
Or front door is cracked,
Those tiny dust bunnies
Are hard to hold back.

They're off to the races
They're saddled up to ride,
Where floating fairy dust
And daylight collide.

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Latest Comments

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    Great descriptive and flow :)

    Nature is magical isn't it?

    Em

  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    Absolutely love this! Those crazy dust bunnies! I love your descriptive on how they multiply-awesome!