Sachmo's Secret Valentine

The mice were excited. Oh what a to do.

'Sachmo! There's a letter for you!'

He looked at the envelope bearing his name.

Trying to work out from who it came.

'Open it Sachmo!' all the mice cried.

And he opened envelope, filled with pride.

'Happy Valentine my Dear Sachmo,

With hugs and kisses. My dearest Beau.'

Sachmo blushed and looked again.

'It's written in a wobbly pen.'

He pulled a green thing from inside.

Slimey, it smelled of an ocean tide.

'Now that's odd? Who'd send seaweed?'

'It is a puzzling card indeed'

'I wonder who it's from,' Keys said

'I've no idea.' Sachmo shook his head.

'There's something else inside,' said Tina.

'A little heart shaped concertina.

'And look there's a message written inside.'

'I hope you like what's to the card tied.'

'There's nothing there!' the mice all shouted

While poor Sachmo sat down and pouted.

'Come on it must have come undone.

Let's go look!' and out they ran.

The mice split up and searched all round.

The grass, the pond, the rock hard ground.

'Oh dearie me. Now I'll never know

Who thinks I am their dearest beau.'

'What's a bow?' Young Tina said.

'I thought it was on Fiddlina's head'

'Oh no young mouse, it's not that sort.

It means Sachmo someone's heart has caught.'

Tina looked at Sachmo and said

'Then someone can't be right in the head.'

Quiffy looked at the card once more

Then checked every where upon the floor.

'I wonder what it was inside.'

'Wait! Everyone look!' Twangy cried.

He ran across towards the hedge

And stuck across the very edge

A stripy scarf with matching hat.

They unwound it all and laid it flat.

Sachmo's eyes were all aglow

'Now that's a wonderful hat for show!'

'But who's it from? It doesn't say.'

Then suddenly Bongo shouted. 'Hey!

'Look here.' Tucked well inside the hedge,

A little card with golden edge.

'To my hero Sachmo. With my love.

Next time I'll send you matching gloves'

And Underneath a letter D.

Now I wonder. Who can that be.

A little tear came in Sachmo's eye

And he stroked the scarf with a little sigh.

'Daisy.' He said. 'It has to be.'

'Of course!' they said. 'Daisy is D!'

The mice went back inside the house.

'Sachmo you are a lucky mouse.

A Valentine card and gift as well.

You must have cast her quite a spell.'

Sachmo smiled. 'I have to say.

It's been a wonderful Valentine's day.'