Simplicity

A little creak in the wood,
A scurry across the floor.
Some squeaks in the wall,
A movement under the door.

What little content you possess,
What little wonder you hold.
A little journey unfolding,
Nature's story eternally untold.

The crumbs that are scattered,
The pots that make a crash,
These little presents of you,
Gone in the quickest flash.

What little content you possess,
What little wonder I behold.
A little journey unfolding,
Nature's story eternally untold.


In loving memory of the mouse.
???? - April 25, 2003.
Rest In Peace
" *Mouse noises* "