Whimsy Minstrels
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
Three mice in harmony sway,
Their instruments sing with gentle might,
As they weave a spell of pure delight.
The smallest mouse, with eyes so bright,
Listens with wonder, lost in the night,
The music whispers secrets sweet,
As petals fall, their rhythm meets.
In this serene and peaceful scene,
The mice's joy is a wondrous sheen,
Their music whispers truths untold,
Of friendship, love, and hearts made of gold.
With every strum, a memory's spun,
As the mice's melody is forever won,
In this soft light, their spirits soar,
And in their music, we ask for more.