A little mouse came out to play
So thin so ugly not knowing the way
He always stayed inside and hid
He just wanted to remain a kid
His momma kept telling him he had to stop
Letting bad feelings go over the top
One day she told him he must go
He had to learn he had to show
That he was worthy of taking space
Among the world of the mouse race
She shoved him out the door just now
He found a corner his head did bow
He shivered he shook from the fear within
His confidence dwindling he wanted to go in
Then a long came a mouse who sensed this fear
He came up so close and very near
He asked what is wrong how can I help you
Tell me your story, let’s see what we can do
The little mouse poured out his heart
The other mouse listening not taking a part
He gave him time to say it all
He understood why he was about to fall
The other mouse asked if his story was done
The little mouse said yes my song is sung
The big mouse stands tall and inhales a sigh
He stands very close and wipes the others eye
He says I used to be the same way
Until a friend walked up one day
He explained that we can not be the same
We are born and we play the game
We can not all be nice and fat
There is always going to be a dirty rat
Who tries to tell us we are nothing
When actually we are really something
Be proud of who you are and how you look
Don’t go by any of those crazy mouse books
The truth is known you were made this way
So that you could help others have a better day
I learned this the hard way by getting beat up
I soaked in my pity in the old kitchen cup
I decided right there and then
That I would go out and I would win
Now I am happy with who I am
I walk with my head high and my gut held in
You can do the same my friend
If you will let loose and begin to bend
Accept that you are just as good
As all the mice in the neighborhood
The little mouse looked up at him
And with shyness he gave a little grin
Will you help me along this rocky road
Will you show me how to lift this load
Will you be my friend forever more
Will you help me walk proudly through the door
The big mouse said of course I will
Now let’s get moving let’s not stand still
Together the two different mice did stay
Good friends and are yet still today.
- Mouse released into wild snatched by hawk, ruins good deed (video) (grindtv.com)
- FWD: Mouse Trap (stuffmymomforwards.com)
- Mouse flap: BBC weather girl Kate Kinsella’s live broadcast halted by mouse – audio (mirror.co.uk)
- I Call Interference (cultofotis.wordpress.com)
- Tough desert mouse eats scorpions and howls at the moon (rawstory.com)
- Big Realization from a Tiny Mouse (twowritingteachers.wordpress.com)
- Chris’s Stolen Routine (badcatchris.com)
Daily Prompt: Apply Yourself
Describe your last attempt to learn something that did not come easily to you.
Too much pain, too little time, and too tired. This is how I feel today. I am exhausted.
Some of us, especially me, believe that no matter what is thrown in our path, we can fix it. If we can not fix it we can work around it.
Actually my friends, today was or is not the perfect day to be writing about this prompt. I actually laughed at it when I saw the title. I may feel entirely different tomorrow, but today I feel nothing more than a cat stretched out on the bed taking a nap.
The first sign I had, was I woke up in pain. Not physical, emotional. I had dream after dream last night about my family and my brother. It was emotional enough, that I didn’t jump up and make the coffee. Instead I went back to bed.
They say it is bad to go to sleep pondering on the problems in your life. I guess there is truth in this as I once again dreamed. Waking up the next time, I felt like I had been drug through the mud. This made my emotions even more intense.
The mud puddles that I keep stepping in instead of over are damaging my soul. I can not help myself. Believe me I have tried. I have plastered the smile on my face. I made the coffee. I have prayed over and over for me to see people in the right lighting. I have played my favorite tunes, but I am still tired.
Tired of trying to believe that my family is here. Tired of being alone. Tired of the silence. Tired of being ignored. It hurts so darn bad when you reach out to a loved one and all you get in return is silence.
It hurts so much when I see the changes going on in my life with my brother. My voice is scratchy from trying to explain to others what I stand for, what I believe and no one listens. You listen, don’t get me wrong, I know that I am blessed with the biggest support group here on WordPress. When I step a way from the computer and I have nothing else to say, I will once again see the hard truth of where I fit in.
I do not keep a journal but I am very aware of life that is around me. I am so sorry my friends. I am sorry for dumping on you. I am not being an inspiration to anyone today. I am not going to see Al today. I can’t take it, maybe I am a coward, I don’t know. I don’t want any added problems just for today.
Hopefully I will snap out of this and come flying back with some witty thing to say later. For now, I am going back to bed.
- Daily Prompt: Toot Your Horn (bradstanton.com)
- Daily Prompt: It starts with kindness. (diamondmikewatson.wordpress.com)
- Daily Prompt; In A Crisis/ The Daily Post (puppuccinosbyfrancesscott.com)
- Daily Prompt: Resolved (sarahneeve.wordpress.com)