On a Cold Frosty Night

~~ On this cold frosty night so dark and still I hear a rustle at my window sill Is it my long lost lover, come to call? A stray dying leaf, that dropped in the fall? Or a mouse seeking ease from winter’s chill? They’re vermin, I know, but I could not kill The poor little beast. I hope that he will Find a safe place, in a barn or a wall On this cold frosty night Some crumbs I may accidentally spill That a hungry wee mouse may eat his fill But then again, although he’s only small I can’t have him running over the hall Because if he did my screams would be shrill On this cold frosty night ~~~ encouraged by Andrea. :)