Plot[ edit ] In the summer ofin Madison, Pennsylvania, Vada Sultenfuss is an year-old girl and a hypochondriac. Their house, which operates as the town funeral homehas led his daughter to develop an obsession with death. Her Uncle Phil lives near by and frequently stops by to help the family. Vada frequently spends time with her best friend, Thomas J.
Brushing off the snow I laid my coat over it to sit. The trees wrapped me in their silence. As I sat there, I wondered about my strange rock sitting ways.
What a strange creature I am! Looking around but not seeing anything I dismissed it…but…it continued. And then I spotted a tiny creature scampering along the top of the snow.
It was a small mouse. In and out of my snowy footprints it traveled moving closer and closer to me. I watched it stunned. I held my breath as it climbed up my boot like a great mountain climber! The mouse perched on my boot sniffing and walking about.
Making claim to his new territory.
I wondered if I should fear it or feed it? Slipping my hands into my pockets I searched for a morsel to share but coming up empty handed I had apologized to my fearless friend.
I sensed a little shrug he hopped down to investigate my mittens which laid on the snow. He stayed with me until I had to leave him to return home. Such a curious creature… Your poem reminded me of my small friend. And how precious the small and spontaneous moments are in my life.
Maybe the smallest ripples create the most enduring waves sometimes?
A human and a mouse in one small space of time partners. Fearless and alone but united in our curious hearts. My mouse taught me to follow my nose, to be fearless despite feeling small and should I meet a giant to remember that she too may be benevolent.
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