My Pink Bunny

Pink as fairy floss,
soft as a cloud.
Here my pink bunny is dancing in the meadow.
She sings like a nightingale.
She dances like the wind.
The meadow is big
the meadow is wide.
It is full of red roses, orange tulips too.
It has a baby blue sky mixed with a dash of light blue.
It feels as if the world has awoken from the winter.
The temperature is lukewarm
so it’s not too hot and not too cold
The perfect area to sit,
my bunny is as light as a feather,
and as heavy as a pebble.
Soon she sits down for a rest,
I pick her up and take her home.
Tomorrow is another day.