Deep in the forest wee little mice begin to appear....
With such tiny lips .... they're so very dear.....
Legend has it, they may have dropped from above....
Hoping to find a wee bit of love.....
No one knows for sure from whence they came....
But a bundle of love... they are... just the same!
2 comments:
I swear, I let out a little squeal of delight with each new peek at your precious critters...and your poem is so perfect, Barby! Her face is just precious...and of course, Helen's crow is so beautiful! xo Paulette :D
Thank you dear friend! =)
xo
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