Flying over the forest one day, the crow heard some squeaks..
So he decided to land nearby to take a quick peek....
To his surprise were some wee little mice....
Must have been dreaming of a warm summer's night....
The crow loved the mice in their cute seed pod beds....
And each had a scarf wrapped around their tiny soft heads...
For who could ignore such wee little ones....
Who had pink in their cheeks from the morning sun....
The crow protected them with all his might and this gave the wee mice great delight!
Crow by Helen Priem and seed pods sent from Greece from Meli!
2 comments:
Barby, your poem fits so perfectly! I just love it! xo Paulette
Oh my, dear Paulette! You are always so lovely, but then again this is why I adore you! =)
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