Bunny Blue
A blue-gray rabbit
stirs in her cedar chip cage
as dawn pours
through the big window
onto the shaggy rug
I should vacuum
where my son
new to the realm
outside womb
lies kicking
as he kicked
while within,
we each on our backs
on soft wool rug
waving hands and feet
in the sunbeam air
while mama sleeps.
Do I mimic him
or he me? We kick, wave
smile in bare air.
Quinn the German shepherd
sits outside in birdsong
keeping guard of baby son,
of sleeping mama and Bunny Blue
maintaining our only shred of dignity
when I should vacuum
this simple silly
leg-waving morning.
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