THE HEDGEHOG SONG

WELL, AT THE BOTTOM OF MY GARDEN, IS A VERY SECRET PLACE,
TO GREET A MERRY HEDGEHOG FROM MY HEART, FACE TO FACE.

HIS EYES ARE FULL OF STORIES TO UNDERSTAND,
OF SCARECROWS AND HEDGES, BIRDSONG AND SAND.

”UNDER NESTS IS BEST,
SHOULD IT RAIN FOR A WHILE..”
”I GUESS SO,” I SAID.
AS HE THREW ME HIS SMILE.
”YOU SEE, I’M MORE HEDGEHOG THAN FELLA, I HAVE NO UMBRELLA.
ALL I KNOW’S WHAT THERE IS TO KNOW, HEDGEHOG STYLE!”

”MMM ! I SEE,” I SAID, ”OF COURSE, THINGS DO DEPEND…..
-AS LONG AS YOU AND I CAN REMAIN GOOD FRIENDS….
” ”OH! YES,” SAID THE HEDGEHOG, ”A FRIEND IS TRULY A FRIEND. 
-AND HEDGEHOG LOVE, I TELL YOU, CAN NEVER END……

……UNLESS, OF COURSE, MANKIND IS SO UNKIND 
TO TURN A BLIND EYE  TO HIS HEART AND TO HIS MIND,
’COS DEEDS OR MISDEEDS ARE THE ONLY SEEDS WE SOW.
-WE CAN ONLY SUCCEED  IF TOGETHER WE GROW………

YOU KNOW ……. 

Copyright  Brian Patterson  2012