Point of View
With whiskers quivering, the tiny, grey mouse
searches for seeds under the sticky milk pod.
Soon there will be no tall, green weeds.
No clover, no Queen Anne's Lace, no goldenrod.
Although the mouse is blissfully unaware,
a "SOLD" sign has been put up on the lot.
It is the last empty lot in the housing development.
Sales in the area have been running hot.
Soon the bulldozer will come
to dig a foundation for a new house.
No one will care or worry about
the tiny, grey, displaced mouse.
Oh I know, some will say, "This is progress!
A family will have a brand new house."
I'm sure that family will think it's progress,
but I bet you a dollar, no one will ask the mouse.
very good poem. But as revenge, the mouse shall haunt their basement and elude trapsReplyDelete
Nicely done. I miss seeing Queen Anne's Lace down here--in my archives of my blog there are a couple of poems about the flower that line roadways and fields in other parts of the country.ReplyDelete
Poor mouse ~ but I can't feel too sorry for him; we have a constant battle with mice in the chicken houses. But you've given us a very well written poem ~ again.ReplyDelete
I kinda feel bad for him but I'm sure he'll find another home. I love this one so much. Have a nice weekend.ReplyDelete
Oh, a cute poem, Connie. I'd like to think that Mr. Mouse will find a new home. I just came from Laura Ingalls Wilder's blog where a friend made her a little grey mouse! lolReplyDelete
I can so relate to this. The woods behind our house was filled with wild life and then, the bulldozers came and a housing development went in. It broke my heart to see they named it Knotty Pines, but cut all the pine trees down. You have a way with words.ReplyDelete
Oh, how cute! You're right: nobody ever asks the critters what they think of human progress. The new house will be great for the family moving in, but not too swell for the mouse and his family. (My sympathy for mice is much higher since we no longer have a family of them living in our attic. :)ReplyDelete
Have a super weekend.
Well said. I imagine the mouse will find his way inside the new house.ReplyDelete
How sweet.........and you are right! No stops to consider the creatures that already live in the undeveloped area. This happens a lot in our area when the mesquite woods and prairie are plowed and cleared.ReplyDelete
Connie this is a sweet poem, although I feel for the mouse... I wouldn't want him living in my house either :-) ...No one will ask for or miss the mouse ♡♡ReplyDelete
What a sweet poem, thank you!ReplyDelete
this is so cute Connie. They once bulldozed an area here where the deer used to come and one day a little deer stood in the plowed over spot looking completely confused. Great poem as always.ReplyDelete
Aww poor mouse! I'm always a little sad when land gets dug up for construction.ReplyDelete
Interesting one, Connie... Reminds me of what our critters say and think (deer, turkeys, raccoons, skunks, rabbits, etc) when they clear a lot and build a new home..... The wildlife just don't have very much space left for them around here. Kinda sad.... BUT--they say it's progress...??????ReplyDelete
You sure had me feeling sorry for the little displaced mouse, Connie, in this very sweet poem.ReplyDelete
A very creative point of view, Connie. I'm hoping for the new family, the mouse will make its presence well known. (You have me rooting for the mouse, and I never did that before.)ReplyDelete
Sad! I hope the little mouse isn't displaced into YOUR house! :)ReplyDelete
Connie, as always, you have a magical way with words...I wish you a wonderful weekend!ReplyDelete
this is so adorable. I'm sure this must happen all over - i noticed in the town where we lived before we sold, there is so much new building going on. More than houses even it seems everyone wants a new 3 story condo or townhouse. They are going up all over.ReplyDelete
I loved the poem. Some great rhymes. Well done. Poor little mouse! Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.ReplyDelete
Great poem, Connie. I loved it very much especially from the mouse's point-of-view.ReplyDelete
I am partial to tiny grey mice even when they tend to be in places I do not want them. Poor little mouse. But if it is like the little wild mice I am familiar with it will find a housing development to be quite nice for mice, with new sources of abundant food. Lovely poem.ReplyDelete
Thank you for your comments, everyone! I do feel sorry for mice and other animals that are displaced when people take over the land with new developments. On the other hand, I don't welcome them if they try to intrude into my home. I can't blame them when we are the ones who forced them to find a new place to live.ReplyDelete
Sad! I hope the little mouse isn't displaced into YOUR house!ReplyDelete