Concrete Rabbit

Sitting here
Under this tree
With this concrete rabbit
Staring back at me                
     
It has been      
30 years or more      
She brought home      
From the hardware store      
 
It's still standing here    
with a broken ear    
So many years have gone      
An angel that has flown      
Away too long           
     
I swear sometimes      
When that rabbit cries      
A piece of my heart dies      
Like a poem that has no rhyme                
I still wear her ring      
Hold on to all it means      
I've been alone for so long      
She's still my love song                
     
I think of crossing that line      
Just to touch her face      
I lose my mind      
This rabbit fills an empty space