Part One
Bunny hops into a meadow of hoops. The hoops are bright. They wobble like jelly. They ring like bells. Bunny giggles. "Hello hoops," he says. The hoops say nothing but sway. They sway like a song.
Bunny sits in a blue hoop. He wiggles his nose. He thinks of a drawer. A drawer? Yes. An invisible drawer. Bunny smiles. "I want to open it," he whispers. The wind listens. The grass listens. The sun blinks like an eye.
Part Two
Bunny tries to pull. He pulls the air. He pulls the sky. He pulls a cloud that tickles his ears. "Pull with your paws," says a small hoop. "Pull with your heart," says a big hoop. Bunny pulls with his paws. He pulls with his heart. A tiny click sounds like a bell. A soft drawer appears—very thin, like a wisp.
"Oooh," says Bunny. He pokes the drawer. It smells like peaches and rain. He opens it slowly. Inside is a little song. The song is shy. It hides behind a ribbon. Bunny hums. The song hums with him. The hoops clap softly. Clappity-clap. Clappity-clap. The meadow laughs like a tiny drum.
Bunny finds a mitten. Bunny finds a hat. He finds a moon-shaped cookie that crinkles like paper. He finds a mirror that makes funny faces. The mirror says, "Hello, silly bunny!" Bunny makes a silly face back. He laughs. "Again," say the hoops. He makes another face. The mirror winks. The cookie sings a small note. The mitten waves. Everything is gentle and bright.
Part Three
Bunny closes the drawer. He tucks the song gently inside. "Thank you," he says. The hoops hug him with light. The meadow hums a slow tune. "Time to nap," says the sun, yawning like a big cat. Bunny curls in a blue hoop. He listens to the song in the drawer. It plays like a lullaby. Soft, soft, soft.
Bunny breathes in. He breathes out. The hoops sway slower. The meadow blinks its sleepy eyes. Bunny smiles and sighs. He dreams of gentle drawers and clapping hoops. The song hums him to sleep. The world whispers, "Good night," and the meadow keeps smiling.
