A Little Hungry Mouse
I feed him each night, my new friend My Cheese
A Little Hungry Mouse
I left a stack of cheese last night
a treasure waiting in the quiet
a little mouse came soft and small
his whiskers shining most of all
He climbed the plate he took a slice
his eyes were bright his paws were nice
I did not chase I let him be
for something gentle spoke to me
A hungry guest with no disguise
a tiny spark of life and eyes
I felt no anger only peace
to share my stack of golden cheese
Now he returns each night again
I leave a bite to ease his pain
my little friend of me has no fear
there’s always cheese stacked for him here
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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Good job. The image is so cute, but where there's one mouse there is probably more.
Lovely haha :) it brings luck to see a mouse or rat at this time of the year :)!