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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once there was a mouse that envied the castle on the hill. It looked way more glorious than the hovel he lived in. Every day he dreamed of what life there could truly be. Dreams of wondrous food, plus beautiful rooms only his mind could see. Sights from the windows each day, would deeply stir his very soul. There would be glorious kingly meals, only a great chef could bestow. There would be a fancy, cozy bed in a room with beauty all around. But venturing up the hill… that is not even remotely what he found. All the windows were too high with nothing near to climb upon. And clouds were always obscuring any view that might be found. The family was too old with no children to drop crumbs upon the ground. The furniture was ancient wood with nowhere comfy to hide from their hound. The spaces were damp and drafty wherein he found to make his bed. Nothing was anything like what he always dreamed it would be, in his head. So he finally scurried back to the cottage, that home he’d always deplored. Strange, the little cottage seemed to shine, and wasn’t a hovel any more. While he’d been gone it seemed they had missed… giving him his nightly desire. And they had got together to build a little castle just for him, set by the fire. Then each night they had left a beloved, yummy piece of popcorn, solely for his lair. He had been a loved little pampered pet, nothing better could be found elsewhere. The moral to this story is dreams are only dreams that may not come true. No matter how green somewhere else seems, always give a warm comfy home it’s due. Remember it’s a home filled with loving hearts… and not other things… That will make it… The Perfect Fit for you. Bestiary: Type of Medieval poetry
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