Little Lazy Field Mouse and The Old Oak

Little Lazy Field Mouse

and the Old Oak Tree.

Kirsty Heggie





There was once a

Little lazy field mouse,

Who said to the old oak tree:

"I yearn to live a lazy life,

A lazy life that’s free,

Where change is not measured through time

So consistently.

I wish to live a lazy life,

A lazy life that’s free -

I wish to take a break away from this

Unreal reality!"



"I wish to live a lazy life,

A slow life by the sea

Where I can stop to listen to

Each bird and every bee.

I guess I live a lazy life,

It’s a lazy life for me -

And all the mice that scurry past

I do not think they see...."



With its gnarled limbs the old tree leaned

Closer to the little mouse and gleamed.

He said -

“Little mouse, little mouse,

There is no hurry

Where is your smile?

And what is your worry?”

Little mouse replied, bowing her head

"Why oak tree,

I lack the usual glee

When upon this wholesome earth I scurry.

And oak tree

I do not know how I can be

Happy when the sun does not shine upon me."


The oak tree pondered for a while...

And then his scarred face split into a smile!

He said:

“Little mouse

When the sun doth shine

It is the most divinest sign,

But if the shine were to linger on

There would be no soft grass

To rest our heads upon.

If the shine went on too long

It would only do us wrong.

Without the dark

There can be no light -

And look now it rises to your right

And you’ve kept your poor self up all night.”



Little Mouse rested upon the Old Oak tree

And he sang her to sleep with a sweet melody,

The Old Oak knew she would worry no more

And each trouble dissolved with every little snore.



The Old Oak had seen more than you and I know,

Just through watching the rain and the sun and the snow.

His roots kept him steady,

His years kept him wise

And every morning to this oak tree

This little lazy mouse did rise.



Oh I wish to live a lazy life

Where there’s no One, Two and Three -

Just lots of peace and happiness

And fun and mystery!

Oh I guess I live a lazy life

But still I am not free...

at least I hold tight in my hand

A special little key.




Oh I wish to live a lazy life

And enjoy good company,

Talk about the nicest things

With a nice big cup of tea.

But it’s hard to live my lazy life,

My lazy life you see -

With all these silly laws and rules

Within society.