My beautiful rabbit
Whom some call time
I know you have the habit
And you need to chime
You can never stop
Your fate is to last
You sometimes rob
Though those who I asked
Said you're just fast
But I feel deceived
Time after time
It is to be believed
You don't ever grime
The hardworking souls
And those who found happiness
Without full filling all goals
Is it true, rabbit?
Is that your habit?
YOU ARE READING
Dreamy poems
PoetryShort poems telling stories from dreams, about hopes, feelings, life, death and people never met
