The Three Rabbits and The Carrot
One named Abigail,
Fur as white as snow and gale,
Not as cold but she's as gentle.
Like the wind, she's quiet but frail.
The other named Claire,
Strong, fierce and all but fair,
Eyes blazing with passion and fire,
In her arms, are warmth and care.
The third named Lharmi,
Rainbow colored fur and personality.
Mystifying shades but with rationality.
Easily bored, easily invested- So Lharmi.
And finally, me, the carrot person,
One that stood rooted with reason,
Peculiar carrot alive in every season,
Waiting for the three Rabbit's visitation.
