The Little Mouse

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: December 14, 2012

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Submitted: December 14, 2012



The Little Mouse

Snow is falling from the sky,

Birds to the warm places fly.

Children playing outside my window,

And I'm looking at the rainbow.


The cold breezy air

In the middle of the day,

Travel from far away,

Coming from across the bay.


And I am sitting in the warmth,

Coming from the long North.

Looking around my house,

I see a little mouse.


I get up from my old chair,

Going to him to share.

I give him a piece of cheese,

And I get on my knees.


I try to talk to him,

Suddenly I hear a scream.

I see my mom,

I tell her not to come.


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