So here is a piece by Vachel Lindsay. It features an ambitious little mouse. I think you will enjoy it.
The Mouse That Gnawed The Oak-Tree Down
By Vachel Lindsay
The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down
Began his task in early life.
He kept so busy with his teeth
He had no time to take a wife.
He gnawed and gnawed through sun and rain
When the ambitious fit was on,
Then rested in the sawdust till
A month of idleness had gone.
He did not move about to hunt
The coteries of mousie-men.
He was a snail-paced, stupid thing
Until he cared to gnaw again.
The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down,
When that tough foe was at his feet--
Found in the stump no angel-cake
Nor buttered bread, nor cheese, nor meat--
The forest-roof let in the sky.
"This light is worth the work," said he.
"I'll make this ancient swamp more light,"
And started on another tree.
A little busy body, I will have to look up the poet.ReplyDelete
oh, the poem reminds me so well of Ratty, glad you are able to update this site. hope you continue to do well with the technical aspects of blogging.ReplyDelete
Why the mouse spent all its time gnawing the oak-tree.ReplyDelete
It must find a wife, and to produce more kids.
To gnawing the oak-tree.
Thank you to all. Out on the Prairie, Vachel Lindsay was a prolific poet with many good poems. Betchai, I actually chose this poem because of Ratty. I spoke to him yesterday and he is well but much busier than he expected to be. He misses his cyber friends. Rainfield, perhaps the mouse was an example of being too committed to only one thing and not being able to enjoy many things.ReplyDelete
Cute poem!! And the little mouse is cute also!!ReplyDelete
Thank you. I think field mice are cute too. It's city mice that somehow look less so.ReplyDelete
cute poem but not the mouse hehe, really scared with it.ReplyDelete
Mona, I have to admit that a mouse would not be my first choice for a pet either.ReplyDelete