The Mouse

Little brown mouse
on the driveway
very still
mouth open
feet curled close
pink tail out behind.

Schoolbag by the steps.
Sad little figure
in young Chloe’s hand
crossing the lawn.
Buried in lush greenery
of wandering jew
under the corner trees.

“Come on !” called Mummy.
“It’s nearly time for the bell !”
“I’m keeping the mouse
safe from the cat !”
answered Chloe.
Too late to save the mouse
but no time to argue.

With Chloe buckled up
in the car beside her bag
they reach school before the bell,
wash hands after the bell.

Now on to kindergarten
with Claire.

 

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The Mouse

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