A Mlouse In MY House, a poem by Glynn Sinclare at Spillwords.com

A Mouse In My House

A Mouse In My House

written by: Glynn Sinclare



I try to sleep, but toss and turn
My mind is racing, fit to burn
Absurd as it may seem to be
A mouse came in, to visit me

I was isolated and alone
As all had left me, home alone.
Sitting in my easy chair
One could say, without a care

A vision or mirage, I spied
Out of the corner of my eye
So quick was he, in his flight
My thin screen, froze in fright

A dash from wall to door
A race around my floor
As bold as he could be
Such a sight to see

No comfort can I find
Until this mouse is found
An intruder, in my home
A mouse about my house

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