On A Bunny Rabbit Named 'Angel'

Blessed most are the creatures of the forest.
Worthy of consideration in every element, if for nothing else other than their composition.
Consider the bunny, bearing bashfulness for his cute widdle feeties.
Consider his big floppy ears, granting him awareness of his surroundings.
Consider the application of his gaze, like iron in strife, and comforting as his coat in temperance of his temper.
Consider his fuzzy fur, so soft that his tummy may be used for snuggles, evident as its inherent purpose despite his protest.
Consider his name, blessed of the heavens in moniker and afforded of celestial patience.
Consider his awareness of time, and emerging thence, his punctual nature.
Consider that he looks adorable in a little black bow-tie.
Consider that his feet, noted for their size and considerable leverage, are in his mercy used only for locomotion.
Consider that sometimes he is forgetful, and locomotes in stillness out of agitation.
Consider that his feet are also soft, and therefore forgiving.
Consider that no matter his lament, he shall relent in his demeanour when clutched tightly.
Consider that he will squeak when squeezed.
Consider that he sounds adorable.
Consider his concern for all members of the animal kingdom, whom in his benevolence he will partake in the company of at all possible instances.
Consider in the absence of the lion, that the bunny-rabbit may be a suitable king.
Consider that so fortunate is he in the fealty of his fellow woodland critters that he shall never want for company.
Consider that he is welcome inside at all times, yet shall display his preference no more particular than the changing of the weather.
Consider he does not like the rain.
Consider that he will come inside on colder occasions, and shall be the perfect size to wrap twofold in a warm blanket.
Consider he will then consent to snuggling if persuaded with hot chocolate and tiny marshmallows.
Consider that he will glare if told he looks like a marshmallow.
Consider that he is, despite all admonition to the contrary, the most compassionate of the forest creatures.
Consider that he will roll his eyes at reminders of friendship.
Consider he will then snuggle closer.
Consider that the bunny is a cloud of the forest.
Consider him the dwelling of all higher powers.
Consider his name is apt in his cherubic nature.
Consider the sound of his breathing when at rest, like tiny, gentle rainfall.
Consider him as the night becomes dark, and the heaven light of his white coat in refraction proves sufficient illumination in absence of a candle-flame.
Consider his proximity in falling asleep.
Consider waking up next to an Angel.
And in all things blessed, no more than ever by the gentlest creature of the forest, and by circumstance, the best of friends.
Amen.

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Poem by darf