Here I am. Can you see me waiting here?
My eyes wander across your way, I see
You all sitting together happily
But you can’t see me, and that is my fear.
I walk with you along the corridor
And every morning squeak you a greeting
I’d share more, but I think you’d stop breathing
I’m not a well-loved little character.
One day you all will change, I hope
You will see value in my shy nature
I’m just a timid quiet achiever
Learning to breathe, learning to cope.
So before you cast me off into the wind
Take a step back, and you’ll find a good friend.
Image acquired via google http://bioweb.uwlax.edu/bio203/s2009/smith_meg2/ – take a click to some interesting insights into our mousy friends.