Shadows at Noon

The world seems large today
A mouse creeping under cupboards.

The sun, high noon,
casts shadows.
Skitter about,
listening to other people’s conversations,
trying to avoid the cat,

always worried,
worried,
worried,
worried

there won’t be enough food,
can’t find a bed,
things bigger than me,
even if there is laughter all around

Skitter about, under the cupboard
look for a place that’s safe.
shadows still call.