I'm a little bunny hiding under the sofa. I'm what they say we return to when all is said and done. Once I was so powerful a Bowl was named after me.

I make things hard when im hot, and dry when they're damp. To begin my job, I must first be fired.

A mirror, a speedster, a killer, a vane To know these is to know my name

Lives in a box, with no key Soft, and light as can be. Comfort a nose when a cold makes you blue Jumps into action when you say achoo

I rock without rhythm, yet lullabies start, I hold the smallest cargo close to the heart. I travel no distance, but journeys begin, Where blinking new eyes first take the world in. I’m empty by day, at night softly filled, With dreams that are borrowed and futures yet built.