Buckey Lee Bledsoe by Joy Bledsoe / Joy Bledsoe (momma/sissy)


You are hopping through the fields,
Across the grassy hills.
You are free now,from your cages,
No more will you be ill.

You were the best of all my friends
The greatest bunny in all the world
You gave 4 years of happiness,
To this underserving girl.

Now you can rest with no more troubles
Till the time you are reborn
And you com to me again
And twitch your nose at me once more


With love my darling angel bunny,
Buckey Lee Bledsoe
27, May 2005
Joy Bledsoe