MEET THE HOPPERS
We live up on the hillside,
And our burrows dot the grass,
Where we play and romp and sleep,
And just watch the clouds float past.
Although it gets chaotic,
We can still have heaps of fun,
‘cause my family’s really large,
And I love them, every one.
Auntie Flo whose strawberry RED,
And Uncle Bob who’s ocean BLUE,
They’ve two little PURPLE bunnies,
My cousins one and two.
Auntie June is butter YELLOW,
Fire engine RED is Uncle Clive,
Their three little ones are ORANGE,
Cousins three, four and five.
Old Uncle Jock is deep sky BLUE,
Lemon YELLOW is Aunt Devine,
Lime GREEN are my other cousins,
Six, seven, eight and nine.
Dear Uncle George is WHITE as snow,
And BLACK as night is Auntie May,
Cousins ten to fourteen turned out,
Five different shades of GREY.
Then cousin Joy is tree-frog GREEN,
Her partner Pete is ruby RED,
They have six BROWN bouncing bunnies,
All tucked up tight in bed.
My Mum and Dad are both pure WHITE,
And I could never really see,
How I turned out like I did,
With COLOURED spots all over me.
I guess I have a bit of all,
My large family mixed in me,
But I’m happy, it’s who I am,
How I turned out to be.
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #3
Sandra said: I love writing in a quirky, fun style, but with still a lesson hidden in there. Most of my work tends to be rhyme as I simply can’t help myself!