Flickering rabbit ears,
Bunny hops around the house,
Sticking out those naughty tongue,
Somersaults on the bed,
Loud screams and scraped knees,
Scattered toys and messy hallways,
Muddy footprints all around.
Are we blessed or are they kind?
Follow them without a sound
and you can see tiny wings,
Of those angels sent for you.
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