My Little Buddy, Mousie, A friend for Me

I went out to the woods

because I was tired of

feeling frustrated, lonely

and stressed.

There, I met an animal,

a mouse, that brushed

up against my busted

sandals on my feet.

I picked him up, and

talked to him for a while.

I adopted him.

I had made a new friend.

My only one for a long time

so I carried him home with me.

He was my only companion

in the poverty-stricken, emotionally-broken

home of my youth.