The Rabbit

When they said the time to hide was mine, I hid back under a thick grape vine.

And while I was still for the time to pass, A little gray thing came out of the grass.

He hopped his way through the melon bed And sat down close by a cabbage head.

He sat down close where I could see, And his big still eyes looked hard at me,

His big eyes bursting out of the rim, And I looked back very hard at him.