Mouse New Year

Quietly rustling with paws,
They walk under the tree
Shrinking in a crowd, slowly,
Mice in the New Year.

There are frosts outside the window
Frozen ice in the river
Snowflakes fly slowly
Dancing light

Already the trees are all in the houses,
And the rains are shining
Tinsel hanging on the branches
And a detachment of balls.

So the spirit of the holiday is inspired
Filled with dreams
All the mice are waiting for it to come
Mouse Santa Claus!

Burmistrova Lisa, 10 years old