One Frosty Winter's Eve
One frosty winter's eve
In the silence of the night
Under the glow of the moon
In glittery delight
There's sounds of shuffling tiny feet
In the blades of green that crinkle
And captured in a sea of black pearls
Are joyous reflections of celestial twinkle.
A special dance commences
In the Field Mouse Winter Ball.
Squeaky songs and scratchy steps...
An entertaining eve for all.
As per their tradition,
Before the occasion has ended,
They surround the patch of frozen puddles
With all whom they've befriended.
They pair up and take their turn
To grace themselves on ice.
Then they vote amongst themselves
The winning winter field mice.
An hour or two before first light
They bid fur well and goodbye.
Then scurry home to their safe place
Before hungry predators swirl the sky.
When they feel they cannot venture
Their sorrow they relieve
By reminiscing about the fun they had
On one frosty winter's eve.
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