Whispers in Harmony
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
Three mice gather, lost in melody's sway,
Their whispers weave a gentle, ethereal air,
As they strum the strings with tender care.
With instruments cradled, their paws entwine,
In a dance of sound, their spirits align,
The music whispers secrets, of a world unseen,
Where harmony and joy are the guiding dream.
In this quiet scene, a tale unfolds,
Of friendship and art, where love never grows old,
The mice's sweet song, a balm to the soul,
Echoes through eternity, making the heart whole.