Sonny the Gecko

Sitting on top of the green hill on a flat rock where the grass fills Sonny the Gecko layed very still bathing int he sun at the top of the hill. Sonny was happy to lay there all day she heard a cry for help interrupting her sun rays. Where it came from she did not know. She heard it again and knew she must go. The tiny voice heard sounded nearby. Could it be near the hive where the honey bees fly? Could it be near the pond where the frogs hop along? Could it be near the nest where the bluebirds sing their song? Could it be near the river where the fish all swim? Could it be near the meadow where the elephants are not slim? Could it be near the tree where the bears scratch their backs? Could it be near the tall grass where the lions like to attack? Could it be near the forest where the monkeys swing up high? Could it be near the mountain where the eagles soar to the sky? Oh where is it coming from? I must know now. I can't wait any longer. How upsetting, oh how. Just then she heard from right below her the small voice from before of that she was sure. The helpless voice sounded again the pleas for help so Sonny began. She went to all the places she thought the cries had come but left them all sad and went on home. Back on the rock Sonny sat thinking all about the thing she was to be helping. She knows she heard it plain as day then she heard it again saying "I want to play." Sonny looked down right between her feet. There stood a small mouse holding up treats. "Help me up." cried the mouse "I'm too small to climb." So Sonny reached down how was she so blind. "I've been looking for help so I won't be stuck to get on this big rock and now I'm in luck." Together they sat on the rock in the sun eating cookies and sweets and having some fun. What a wonderful day it turned out to be for a small field mouse and a gecko named Sonny.