Once
You called me your little mouse -
that was the compliment of all times.
Such good luck!
I feel as snug as a bug in a rug
In your warm and soothing hug.
I am not as pretty as a picture.
It is not my feature.
I am not as proud as a peacock.
It would be awkward.
I am not a stunning beauty.
I am not a fearless fighter.
I'm not used to shouting, shooting
And I won't be a bright one.
I'm a small and grayish mouse
In a small and grayish house.
Oh, yes, I am stuck.
I am head over ears, seems like that.
But
What great luck!
In your warm and soothing hug
I feel as happy as a lark!
I hope I will be your mouse
For ages, not only for hours.
26/03/2016
Mouse
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