Little Brother
A friend found a tiny baby rabbit,
abandoned -- hand small,
and tried to save it,
held against her chest and fed
with a milk dipped cloth --
but it was not to be ...
Her grief is disproportionate, perhaps,
but I wrote her this song --
Little Brother
Hoo - lee Hoo - le - ee
My bunnie gone no hunting.
Little brother nestle dear,
Heart to heart now pining.
Hoo - lee Hoo - le - ee
My spirit wanders with thee.
Hush -- hush furry brother;
Serpent-Sphere protects you.
Hoo - lee Hoo - le - ee
We are one and one again.
Fire bright, sing the night
Tears and years remember.
Hoo - lee Hoo - le - ee
Hoo -- hoo -- le - leee
faucon
The Grotto della Sibilla in the Umbrian Mountains which was first mentioned in classical legend. Guerino the Wretch reaches a mountain pass near Norcia in Umbria where he meets with the Devil. The Devil, of course, wants Guerino's soul and tempts him by describing a subterranean kingdom where every delight will be his. Seemingly, in this kingdom, trees flower and fruit at the same time and there is no pain or age or sorrow.

2 Comments:
Lovely, Faucon, just lovely.
Vi
Not disproportionate at all - I still miss my dear friends Frodo and Guinness.
I loved your story too, Lois - so right about the damage. Frodo used to neatly snip wires in half - always managed to stop the stereo dead in his tracks but never himself.
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