With fur like clouds and ears so long,
Ribbunny hops, a joyful song.
Ribbon tail twirls, a playful sight,
A creature of spring, bathed in sunlit light.
Once protector, gentle and bright,
Guiding meadows, with laughter light.
But shadows bloomed, and balance went astray,
Twisting joy to fear, casting clouds at play.
With thumping paws and whiskered twitch,
It guards its domain, beneath a watchful switch.
Colorful eggs paint the vibrant field,
Whispering stories, never yet revealed.
Legends speak of power untold,
Hidden within, stories yet unfold.
Can laughter mend, where sadness hides?
Or will shadows linger, where sunshine once glides?
Through fields of flowers and skies so blue,
Ribbunny hops, on dreams come true.
Hope flourishes bright, defying gloom,
Will harmony return, dispelling doom?
But deep within, a memory wakes,
Of playful leaps, bathed in sunlit lakes.
Perhaps the bunny, with ribbons bright,
Can mend the world, and set joy’s flight.
So let it hop, a fluffy grace,
And from the laughter, chase shadows’ trace.
For Ribbunny holds, a hidden key,
To mend the world, and finally, be free.