The Christmas Hare
written by: Kim M. Russell
@kim88110
In a snowy field one Christmas Eve
I spied a windswept hare
leaping and gambolling
in the frosty air.
The tawny coat beguiled me,
framed by the dazzling white
of the wintry blanket
spread out for the night.
As I watched the hare cavorting,
the sun began to sink
and the backdrop to its dance
flushed a bashful shade of pink.
The creature turned and saw me,
its eyes of amber sparked,
and with that the snowy field
vanished in the dark.
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