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Author Name: Freejohncarter 9 Comments
Date Added: September 16, 2007 04:09:47 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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King of Mice

King of Mice

If I were a little mouse
Id find myself a little house
A garden with a perfect view
A rainbow in the sky for you.
If I were a lucky mouse
Id find myself a little spouse
We would watch our children play
In our home of far away.
Now I am a happy mouse
Got my house and got my spouse
Have my children all around
I guess I am a mouse with nous!
Author's Notes:
I found a bag of old poems. This must be at least 15 years old. I wrote it for my children. What is interesting is the relevance to my own life at the time. It is just a bit of fun though.
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Comment By: PremiumPamela A. Lamppa on October 18, 2007 04:53:17 PM Report
A piece like this read to your child before bed will stay with them throughout their life.  How wonderful this little bag of treasures. :o) I loved this. ~Pamela
Comment By: FreeAdri on September 20, 2007 06:50:57 AM Report
Sometimes it is good just to have some fun.  So precious John. 

Adri x

Comment By: Freeabby on September 20, 2007 06:15:41 AM Report
Brilliant piece with perfect rhymes and moral. I am sure any child even grownups will fancy this. Thanks for sharing.



Comment By: FreeRobin Constantinou on September 19, 2007 12:15:42 PM Report
kool rekindle the old flame of your old poems, i wish i could be at least a duke of mice or something lol, great write john,

Comment By: PremiumGlata on September 17, 2007 01:31:37 PM Report
How cute! Loved this, and my daughter would have loved it, too when she was smaller...Come to think of it, she'd love it now! LOL Will have to let her read it.



Comment By: FreeMichael on September 16, 2007 02:34:57 PM Report
Much fun, indeed, John! Thank you for sharing. Bewell, Michael
Comment By: Premiumlionheart on September 16, 2007 10:50:45 AM Report
This is good that you save these mementos...

Bits of family history that become treasures.

You are a wise man Sir John.



Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on September 16, 2007 08:31:01 AM Report
This is a wonderful poem i see why the kids enjoyed it so much.. Yes, in life this is all we want is to be happy and have kids and a good life!! I have boxes of poems I have never published..  I guess I mught might a few I may post?? HUgs ~ She Whispers

Comment By: Freeb doneff on September 16, 2007 05:39:02 AM Report
Sweet John. I have tons of  writings never exposed, and I suppose one day after my demise, the kids will find it, read it and wonder about me..I think it's important to share our inner selves with our kids and this was a fabulous way to do it. I am sure they enjoyed it.



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