Dust bunnies dancing,
in the morning light.
Telling stories and singing songs,
with eyes so shiny and bright.

Playing their games,
without a care in the world.
With lives full of happiness,
their hearts full of good.

With bags of peanuts,
they feed the squirrels.
The joy of their wonder,
more precious than diamonds or pearls.

They view life's beauty,
in a different way.
Inventing new songs,
and new games to play.

They look at the stars,
and try to count them all.
They play in the red leaves,
when summer turns to fall.

In winters cold snows,
snowmen they make.
They then relax with
hot coco and cake.

A dust bunnies life
is full of such things.
Waiting for tomorrow,
and the new things it brings.