Context: There is a tiny mouse in the barn. He used to be a beloved pet to the farmer’s daughter, but she grew up and left. Soon, the mouse was forgotten about, yet each day, he came for a block of cheese, hoping someone would remember. But the busy farmers don’t realize that he’s here. If they knew, what would they do?
I’m Here!
I’m here, right here, where I hide and wait,
Tiny and still, what have I done to deserve this fate?
I’ve become forgotten as I roam the farm,
Once loved, now lost with no charm.
The farmers all pass me, but they never see,
A little mouse who longs to be.
Each day, I wait for someone to notice me out of the corner of their eye,
But none do, and I don’t like to pry.
The cook once screamed and dropped her spoon.
I ran away too quickly to be noticed, too soon.
Even though, I run, I hide, I flee
I still hope someone will see
Maybe I’ll leave, but I don’t want a life forgotten, sent into the night
For though, I’m small, I have might.
I’m here, I’m here, a mouse I’ll be,
Until the end, when they still won’t see me.
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