Hopping Along – a poem Posted on March 28, 2013 by WiL (she/her) It’s Holy Week as I reflect on the cotton-tailed one who is quiet, cautious and reserved; who likes to stay in the shadows, and frightens easily; who burrows under blankets of green earth, protected, yet so vulnerable while keeping close to her family. Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr More Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...