A Start (Rhemy's Tail, Part I)

Rhemy left his hole one day,
one afternoon of sun
he wanted to see the horizon,
and so his adventure's begun
"goodbye" he said, to family and friend,
"perhaps" he mused "one day i will be back"

"why?" said his mother "why must you go?
everything you want is here in the hole,
so nothing you seek can be so glorious,
as your home and your dinner,
as the comfort of us"

amused, Rhemy was, and he shook his long ears,
"i'm not so sure mother, but over the years,
i've looked out the hole, at grass and at knoll,
i've seen other animals passing us by.
i've smelled of their coats, the sheep and the goats,
and all i could think then is 'why?'
why must we stay here? safe and secure?
why must i be nice, polite and demure?
why can't i go see, what o'er the next hill lies?
why do we hop, and run and disguise?
i want to see more, than what we have here,
and i hope you'll remember that i hold you all dear
and when i return, we'll talk of these things,
of what i have seen and the presents i'll bring."

His mother was sad, but she knew she could not
keep him from going, from living his lot
and so lunch she made him, and sent him along
she told him "be careful" and wept all day long

As Rhemy waved to his family and friends,
he looked back once, and knew this was not the end
but a beginning of fun, of adventure, and glee
of danger perhaps, of times when he'd flee
but most of all, he knew, in his small furry heart
that a story with a happy ending always requires
a start