Wilbur was a six-month-old Netherlands dwarf rabbit
who cried on his first night with me
in my Roselawn Avenue apartment.
He was missing his peers
and didn’t like to be left alone
I was so depressed after a break-up with Jade.
I gave him nibbles, hay and a bowl of water
as I pet him, I said sorry if I could not attend
to his needs at the moment
I was down in the dumps and my heart’s aching!
Wilbur saw me drink heavily as days went on
he heard me scream and weep
seeing how miserable my life was
but his presence made me move on fast.
He did funny stuff listening to my love story
as we looked in each other's eyes.
He circled with joy whenever my son and I woke up.
Wilbur liked his bagel with cream cheese
veggie pizza, banana, cabbage, carrots, broccoli
a piece of cake, strawberry, lettuce, cauliflower.
Then the fire alarm rang
for almost 10 minutes straight on April 15, 2015
my bunny ran and hid - he was scared of the noise.
He never ate anything after that
but he still hopped going to his box house
and stayed there in silence.
At midnight, Wilbur slumped his head on the floor
suffering from cardiac arrest and died.
I was heartbroken, and still I am as of this day.
Yes, an angel showed up and left me after five years.
-SALLIE/Toronto, July 19/20
Submitted to the PoetryKit, UK.
I believe in Angel Because He Showed Me One (Poetry Version)