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A Velveteen Rabbit remembers

May I just write and say

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Spindles and fragments of nonsense and truth

all woven together in a ball of truth so tightly in my hand

I am rocking the spirit of live and let live

until I don’t again

This day of reminders

of my Riff Raff and my youth

total nonsense in my head.

I was once all plump and pretty, in my prime

The Velveteen rabbit

a Nursery Rhyme

down the rabbit hole

only

now we slide feet first into real time

Adult that I am.

The Velveteen Rabbit was mine.

What do you know about the Nursery Rhyme?

I have noticed lately

I am all loved off..bones and buttons rubbed clean

reality is I am held by my lover in this dream.

Some poetry makes sense to but a few

I do believe I have one of those

Don’t you?

2 thoughts on “A Velveteen Rabbit remembers

  1. victoriawoodworth says:

    Well spoken…such a pull on the heartstrings. And that sweet bunny face. Yea. I too am very partial to rabbits, velveteen and otherwise. XO

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