WHERE RABBITS RUN
  By Loretta Siegel

Come walk with me where the air is clean,
Come walk with me through hills of green.
Come walk with me where white deer graze,
Come walk with me through autumn's haze.
Come walk with me where fields of wheat
Shimmer and shine in summer's heat.
Come walk with me through snowy drifts,
We'll leave our footprints on the cliffs.
Come walk with me where rabbits run,
Come walk with me…
The best is yet to come.