These are the thoughts of a Texas transplant in West Michigan who makes his living as a newspaper reporter by evening, and a struggling novelist by day.

Sunday, January 01, 2006


where are you now? does a heaven exist for you?
or do you simply fade away into memories past?
surely, you must know now what lies beyond the
mystery of life? the veil has been lifted and the scene
beyond exposed, your eyes now open wide to the mystery.

though wilbur, you did not accompany charlotte.
you frolicked, eat and slept above the rabbits,
never venturing past the bars, only glancing
at the kitchen beyond --- light years away.

a quiet lad, you rarely spoke,
seldom did i see you there among
the bedding, through the bars.

still, your presence was made and a loss you are
to the family, gentle beast.

the rabbits, too, fellow mates, cry for you,
for all chatted quietly when the house ceased
from activity.

what great chats you must have had and
only the two lads below know what transpired.
and they're saying nothing, going about their

so a bow to you dear wilbur. you brought
quiet cheer to those who feed and loved you.


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