A Mouse
A mouse!
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
& A Poetry Soup honourably mentioned poet
No one lived inside the large house.
Well, no one apart from a tiny mouse.
There once was a large family.
But they moved away across the sea.
So the house was left empty alone.
No, one could call it at home.
Apart from just one little mouse!
Who had the run of the entire house.
Suddenly there was uproar.
Lorries parked outside galore.
With furniture stacked in their backs.
This was carried into the empty house.
But no one saw that tiny mouse.
The one who lived in that large empty house!
Soon there was laughter crying too.
All these things to the mouse were new.
And as the days swiftly past.
Mouse knew he had a family at last.
No more was he in the house alone.
Now it really was a home.
As time did pass mouse he knew.
People knew he was there too.
But no one try to kill that mouse.
As all knew it was also his house.
He often watched his family.
But nought of him could they see.
Then at night when all humans were in bed!
Mouse would tidy all crumbs away.
Some, he stored right way.
So if this family should one day go!
His larder would be full just so.
As before when left alone.
He could stay indoors in his home.
No worries of the world outside.
No need to meet other mice.
As what he had was oh so nice.
A large house, now a home.
Where he was free at night to roam.
And it was what mouse now called a home.
This is another poem written at the same time as An Elephant. (TnmA)
Copyright © Stanley Harris | Year Posted 2017
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