What is a Home

I am a little bunny, foraging for food, Being together with my family, all is good! We live in strands of grass woven into a home, Accented by twigs and leaves, capped into a dome. As the seasons change from one to another, Many animals are snuggled up with their mother. Allowing for playful laughter to fill the air. Frolicking through the fields without a care. From dusk to evening, something lurks outside, Our best defense is to shelter and hide. Until the sun breaks through with its shining light, "Away!" to the darkness and "Begone!" to the night. Family, shelter, joy, safety and hope, These are the things that turn a habitat into a home.