Spring Freedom
a teeny tiny
mouse shyly skitters among
the crisp-dried leaves and deadfall
the teeny tiny
mouse believes that Spring has sprung
to free him from his burrow
when fragrant flowers
rise with soaring sleepy heads
teeny tiny mouse snuffles
as jasmine entices
teeny tiny mouse to run
free and scurry through the fields
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2023
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