Bunny and the Wand

What can you do? The perfection
Of June afternoon reflection,
The choke-collared dog in the sun,

The girl with her hair in a bun,
The baby asleep in her seat,
The office workers gossiping,

Never were. The geese, their goslings,
The mother napping on the beach
The understanding, out of reach,

That up next could be anything,
Another of the many things
That itemizing can't caress,

A proverb in butterfly dress,
Popcorn and a movie, the hope
Beyond hope, beyond hope. You dope.