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Room beneath the shroom, shelter till it stops, stay till the drizzle ends, mouse avoids the drops.
Trickle grows into a stream, leaf comes floating by, dreaming of the journey again, but better staying dry.
Patience is a virtue, wonder in the scale, Pocket waits for sunshine, or a respite from the gale.
We take the time to see the rain, as does a Pocket small, woods in wet, yet no regret, counts the drops that fall.
In tiny eyes, they see the storm, with patient given awe, then back again to find their friends, and dry a rain wet paw.
art by shani-hyena
poem courtesy of Aconite
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Posted by RavenXeo 6 years ago Report
you drive me insane with your adorability
Posted by PocketJabari 6 years ago Report
careful staring at mice too long has been known to drive people mad and cause them to make high pitched noises of affection
Posted by GramzonTheDragon 6 years ago Report
Aw nice
Posted by CarnivorousVixen 6 years ago Report
I love mushrooms~ Using them as shelter from the rain is one of my favorite things >3< Somethin' cozy about it
Posted by PocketJabari 6 years ago Report
unfortunately there is only room for one under that shroom, but maybe he could hide under your tail next time x3
Posted by CarnivorousVixen 6 years ago Report
Well now I wouldnt mind that at all ;3