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Little Mice

There is at least one little mouse,
maybe two
that has taken up residence in my kitchen.

And while I don't know
if mice know the difference
between food and trash
I only see evidence of my new roommate
in the cupboards, not the bin.

Yesterday, my wife and son
heard the yelps of a neighborhood cat,
who came by and doted affection on us
as we called to it.
The sublime little hunter purred and cooed
as we petted her upon
the neck and her back.

And yes I had a thought!
"My dear! I have a mouse that has taken up residence
in my cupboards. Perhaps you'd like to visit for a while?"

She went to the front yard,
killed a robin,
and brought it back to me.

I think I'm going to get along famously with this girl.

Style / type: 
Free verse
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the little creatures and their foillable features..
I remember our "Miss Kitty" bringing fresh
mice and birds to our little baby in her crib
then we left our doors open..the dogs
would remain inside on the hearth of home
while the sun rose.

I like this detailed poem
very much
a differnt style...

Thank You!

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