A Tiny Discovery
I hadn't seen you for a year or more
We walked along the country ways
The grass was long and dry, unhewn
The day was warm, the day was cool
As clouds traversed the naked sky
I was trying to enamour myself to you
But couldn't seem to find the right time
How deadly to be just friends
And not really know why
Inertia springs to mind
But then you said, "Oh, look!"
"What?" I said.
"There, down there," you whispered this time.
You pointed to a clump of grass
Much like any other
I moved over and crouched lower
"I can't see anything."
"Are you blind?"
You parted the grass and there
The size of a round coin
Was a harvest mouse.
Oblivious to us it seemed
Its trembling whiskers
Receiving messages from a tiny radio
Its reddish body so fine and fragile
Too soft to touch.
So I have that memory of you
And realise now
Why I miss you so much.
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