A brown and white, little bunny hopped off through the snow
He didn’t have a thing to do or place he had to go.
So he hopped on through the snow with his the only tracks.
And wished he had some sandwiches or other kinds of snacks.
Soon he passed a group of trees and stopped to look around.
Then spread his arms and fell right back and softly hit the ground.
He found he had a habit that he couldn’t seem to break.
Everywhere this rabbit left snow-angels in his wake.
He wouldn’t make just one or two or three or four or ten.
He’d make a hundred in a row then do it once again.
Then he’d shake off all the snow and hop back on his way.
And that’s how this young bunny spent each and every day.