Upon the big wide fields the tiny Mouse <br /> It runs and works like You its house; <br /> It raises young ones, frets and sorrows, <br /> Has leaner times and even borrows <br /> From bigger ones who can afford to part <br /> with some of what they stored. <br /> It feels the Warmth, needs the Rain, <br /> knows Moonlight - and then sun again - <br /> it has its Place and does his Part <br /> And has like You and Me a heart. <br /> Some Mischief comes along but small <br /> and just the size of it. <br /> The tiny Mouse, the roaring Lion, <br /> the singing Birds, the Eagle flying, <br /> The Creatures in the deep blue sea <br /> They have a right like you and me <br /> to roam the Earth - so let them be. <br /> And don't you say you are annoyed - <br /> Can you create what You destroyed? <br /> The World is endless wide and thus, <br /> There should be room for all of us. <br /> For Animals and Plants and Man - <br /> For every living thing which can <br /> bring all the Wonder of creation <br /> to all the Land - in every Nation.<br /><br />Hella Sue Roberts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/neighbors-also/
