Guess

A little mouse running around,
Her home is her heart,
The lions roar, is his beating drum,
His little ones sleep with mom.

Trumpet of the elephant,
Sad, heartbroken and alone,
Trying to keep up to the beat,
Caring for his love, heart and soul.

Her heart, soft as feathers,
She walks with Angels, without fear,
Digging a hole to protect his baby’s,
Hunting dangerous prey to feed his family.

Wise old lade she was,
Watching her sleep, indeed he dared,
Screaming Children all around,
But still scary, as a clown!