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. From Golden bunnies site in the UK

I used to be a lonely rabbit,
Just looking for a home.
I simply had no place to go,
No one to call my own.

I wandered through the streets and fields,
in rain in heat and snow.
I ate whatever I could find,
I was always on the go.

My skin would itch, my feet were sore,
My body ached with pain.
And no one stopped to give a pat
Or a gently say my name.

I never saw a loving glance,
I was always on the run.
For people thought that hurting me
was really lots of fun.

And then one day I heard a voice
So gentle, kind and sweet,
And arms so soft reached down to me
And took me off my feet.

"No one again will hurt you"
Was whispered in my ear.
"You'll have a home to call your own
where you will know no fear.

You will be dry, you will be warm,
you'll have enough to eat
And rest assured that when you sleep,
your dreams will all be sweet."

I was afraid I must admit,
I've lived so long in fear.
I can't remember when I let
A human come so near.

And as she tended to my wounds
And cleaned and brushed my fur
She told me 'bout the rescue group
And what it meant to her.

She said, "We are a circle,
A line that never ends.
And in the center there is you
protected by new friends.

And all around you are the ones
Who'll keep you safe and sound,
Who will share their loving home with you
Until a forever one can be found.

We will do all we can
by searching near and far,
To find the perfect home for you,
where you can be a star."

She said, "There is a family,
that's waiting patiently,
and pretty soon we'll find them,
just you wait and see.

And then they'll join our circle,
they'll help to make it grow,
so there'll be room for more like you,
who have no place to go."

I waited very patiently,
The days, they came and went.
Today's the day, I would hope,
my family will be sent.

Then just when I began to think
It wasn't meant to be,
there were people standing there
just gazing down at me.

I knew them in a heartbeat
I could tell they felt it too.
They said "We have been searching for
A special bun like you."

Now every night I say a prayer
to all the Gods that be.
Thank you for the life I live
and all you've given me.

But most of all protect the bunnies
in the pound and on the street.
And send a Rabbit Rescue Person
to lift them off their feet

This is a slightly modified poem I found.  I think it is why we do what we do:

I adopted your bunny today.
The one you left at the pound.
The one you had for ten years
And no longer wanted around.

I adopted your bunny today.
Do you know he's lost weight?
Do you know he's scared and depressed
And has lost all faith?

I adopted your bunny today.
He had fleas and a cold,
But don't worry none.
You've unburdened your load.

I adopted your bunny today.
Were you having a baby or moving away?
Did you suddenly develop allergies
Or was there no reason he couldn't stay?

I adopted your bunny today.
He doesn't play or eat much.
He's very depressed,
But he will learn again to trust.

I adopted your bunny today
And here he will stay.
He's found his forever home
And a warm bed to lay.

I adopted your bunny today
And I will give him all that he could need.
Patience, love, security, and understanding.
Hopefully he will forget your selfish deed

I'll lend you, for a little while, a bunny of mine, He said
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he is dead.
It may be for twelve or thirteen years or maybe less than three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?

He'll bring you charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I can not promise he will stay as all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there that I want this bun to learn.

I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now you will give him all your love- not to think this labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again.

I fancied that I heard them say, Dear Lord thy will be done
For all the joy this bun shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run
We'll shower him with tenderness and love while we may
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.

And should the angels call for him much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.

Author Unknown

Not an Angel

The young bunny and the older rabbit lay on shaded sweet grass watching the reunions. Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman, sometimes a whole family would approach the Rainbow Bridge be greeted by their loving pets, and cross the bridge together.

The young bunny playfully nipped at the older one. "Look! Something wonderful is happening!" The older rabbit stood up and said, "Quickly, get over to the path"

"But that is not my owner" whined the bunny, but did as he was told. Thousands of pets surged forward as a figure in white walked on the path toward the bridge. After the glowing figure passed each animal, that animal bowed his head in respect. The figure finally approached the bridge and was met by a menagerie of joyous animals. Together they all walked over the bridge and disappeared.

The young bunny was in awe. "Was that an Angel?" he whispered.

"No, son" the older rabbit replied. "That was more than an angel. That was a person who worked rescue"