Saturday, 10 September 2016

A Mouse in the House


I looked up from my knitting and what did I see?
What looked like a mouse appeared before me...
He streaked past the settee as I glanced around
The cheeky little mouse made barely a sound...
But he was spotted for sure and that I am certain
Just what he is doing here has yet to be determined.

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  1. Wendy Wylde - Priestess of Nothing10 September 2016 at 15:42

    Aww... I love this. Both the photograph (lucky you caught a snap of him streaking by!) and your poetry. What a charming thing to wake up to this Saturday morning. :) - Wendy

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    1. Serenata10 September 2016 at 20:14

      Thanks so much for visiting Wendy and leaving such a lovely comment :-)

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  2. Unknown11 September 2016 at 16:57

    Adorable mouse and charming little poem❣

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    1. Serenata12 September 2016 at 17:47

      Thank you Sandra and thank you for visiting and leaving a comment, always appreciated :-)

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