Devon was my rabbit.
We found him one sunny day
in his lovely hatch
fun games he would play.
Devon was grey and fluffy
with small floppy ears.
when I heard the bad news
smiles turned to tears.
Devon died one morning
because the weather was too cold
now that he’s gone
only memories I hold.
Now at the end of my poem
you know how the story came to be
and I’m sitting here hoping
that Devon’s spirit it free.
Miss ya love always,
| Devon |
| Aaron |