To Butters
You hop in our heart ten years ago.
You were my favorite bunny
and everybody loved you.
You always there to make me smile or
sneeze depending on how I was feeling.
You were loving bunny
and you were always hoppy to see us.
Your name was butterscotch
But you were known as butters.
You were always a big ball of fluffiness.
You were like the don of the family
and always knew what to make everyone feel okay.
The place in my heart feels empty.
Something you never know is how much you were loved
and how you have left a hole in our live.
Now I hope you are hoppy around in a field of golden carrots
and never ending yogurt chips.
September 13, 2016
Rest In Peace Mr. Butters.
I will miss seeing you every week. I just hope you are happy where you are now and that you are keeping the other straight up there.