Little Miss Mouse

Written by: G. R.

Little Miss Mouse in her paisley dress

dainty and quiet and one of the best

gardeners in her town of Sweet Ness

she tilled 

and she tilled 

and she tilled 

her soil

mice traveled afar for her magical oils


She grew lavender

sweet magnolias

and tuberose too


cinnamon

sage

and bright white… 

clusters …

of… 

fever few


There were long lines of mice
 
circling her garden

searching for tranquility
 
and a calmness to life


While her tiny customers patiently waited 

they exchanged everyday stories of field mice strife


From Miss Mouse’s garden grew a healing touch

on her hands and knees she tilled and toiled

making a lasting impression on her mouse community

blessing many lives with her healing oils




*Poems for Peanut*
Gwendolen R.
7-9-12