mysterious hopping fluffs of pink or blue or any hue
created by the purity of young imagination.
"Garden gliding" on magical feet
seeking perfect nests for their colored bounty ..
silently twitching noses in the soft moonlight
Emerging only once each year
living in the dreams of children ..
dreams so strong they briefly become reality
If only dreams would continue ..
that they would never fade ..
that rabbit eggs were real.
Aloha et Au revoir