WOODLAND GAMES 
 
  

The butterfly met the rabbit
In the meadow green.
And what happened after
Was a sight to be seen.

Such a game of hide and seek
The two had never played.
Running, flying all around the place
Until after dark they stayed.

The rabbit, he would rush
To find a place to hide
Then the little butterfly
Upon his back would ride.

The butterfly, in it's turn
Would inside a flower go
And the rabbit would look and look
Oh, it was a funny show.

Finally, the two were tired 
Of this active game.
The butterfly's wings were sore
And the rabbit was rather lame.

So in the dusk they said goodbye
And went their separate ways.
They would see each other again
On other sunny days.




copyright (c) 1997  James Sage