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: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr More Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...