Bunnies in My Flower Pot - Cute, True Easter Poem

The first pot of blue
Was plenty dry
So I gave it a drink
As I walked by.

The next pot of reds
Was dry by the feel
As the water came out
I heard some high squeals.

I hollered too
But soon was OK
Looked under those plants
Where three bunnies lay.

Cuddled together
A brown fuzzy nest
Eyes just opening
I cried out in jest.

Three Easter bunnies
In that little bed
I thought again
Troubles ahead!

It took several days
And I missed their leave
My plant was glad
It had it's reprieve.

A few weeks later
I bought special flowers
Only had them planted
A couple of hours.

When out to check them
Later that day
Guess who I spied
And they didn't run away.

Three brown little bunnies
And a proud mom, too
Were cutting down those flowers
Fast as they could chew.

Down to the ground
Just a couple sprigs now
Oh my expensive plants
Gone! Like pow!

I stood and watched
My face had a smile
Three bunnies and mom
Hopped away - after awhile.

Never saw that family
Together again
That's my bunny story
This is the Easter Amen.