Baby Hedgehog

A small tight star in the lone sky
Winks
As the smell of smoke drifts across the air.

Leaves rustle,
The lights are on,
Voices murmur.

The dark, heavy as a hand, subdues the quiet.

A blackbird calls, chased off by silence.

There - a single scuffle - we hardly dare breathe.

Heavy as shadows the cats stare,
As innocence eats their food.

6/10/99

It was one of those very still evenings, and a baby hedgehog emerged into the light from the kitchen to snuffle noisily in the cat’s food dish

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    Comment by N.Bridgewater

    THAT WAS A CUTE STORY I LIKE THE ENDING MOST OF ALL.CAN YOU MAKE MORE?

    Posted on: September 16th, 2008 at 8:03 am

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