Rabbit Talk


I wonder if the rabbits talk
Beneath the winter moon.
I wonder if they dance and sing
To secret rabbit tunes.
I wonder if their hidden holes
Are filled with rabbit toys.
I wonder who tells stories
To rabbit girls and boys.
I think that I hear laughter
As the chilly north wind blows—
And how I wish that I could be
A rabbit when it snows!

[illustration] Illustrated by Mick Reasor