Devonne Brown

Barefoot Willie sang to his bunny 
and his bunny sang to him.
Willie and his bunny tangled in a sunbeam. 
They talked of
The whole caboodle, everything.
That was really none of our beeswax.
Barefoot Willie sang to his bunny 
and his bunny sang to him
Whispers and laughter in the room 
silence if they thought we could hear.
Barefoot Willie sang to his bunny 
and his bunny sang to him. 
They tangled in a sunbeam. 
When it snowed outside. 
Light, snow, bright
A place of wonder and delight.