I hear a sudden cry of pain!
There is a rabbit in a snare:
Now I hear the cry again,
But I cannot tell from where.
But I cannot tell from where
He is calling out for aid!
Crying on the frightened air,
Making everything afraid!
Making everything afraid!
Wrinkling up his little face!
And he cries again for aid;
- and I cannot find the place!
And I cannot find the place
Where his paw is in the snare!
Little One! Oh, Little One!
I am searching everywhere!
...........oh I hope he finds the bunny rabbit....just today I saw the smallest little bunny all alone....and I wondered where was his mother....hope he made it home ok....beautiful poem...
My favourite poem of all time. I first read it at school a100 years ago, and for some unknown reason l just thought of it. Just had to look it up to ' read again. Still gives me the same feeling..
Same for me. I just had to look it up, many times over the years when I think of this poem., It takes me right back to grade 4 where I heard this poem for the first time. Today some children were chasing a rabbit and it was running for its like under the tree in my front garden where it lives along with some babies.
I learned this poem back in the 60s in Mt Temple National School. Co Westmeath. I’m now 70 years old and have the same feeling as I did back then when I heard it for the first time.☘️
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One of my favourite poems learned at school!