Hella Sue Roberts
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Upon the big wide fields the tiny Mouse
It runs and works like You its house;
It raises young ones, frets and sorrows,
Has leaner times and even borrows
From bigger ones who can afford to part
with some of what they stored.
It feels the Warmth, needs the Rain,
knows Moonlight - and then sun again -
it has its Place and does his Part
And has like You and Me a heart.
Some Mischief comes along but small
and just the size of it.
The tiny Mouse, the roaring Lion,
the singing Birds, the Eagle flying,
The Creatures in the deep blue sea