I glanced up just in time to see <br />in the morning light a graze <br />of brown dashing for cover <br />in the shrubs that border <br />the driveway <br /> <br />It lingered by the fence <br />a moment or so <br /> <br />I froze and silently watched <br />as birds chattered <br /> <br />Then it slipped through the fence <br />and I came back to myself <br /> <br />A sleek brown hare greeting <br />its fellow sojourner <br />and on its way<br /><br />Michael Pruchnicki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-hare/
