by Mary E. Lowd
March 7, 2021
Travelin’ along,
Prickly and fine,
Singin’ a song,
Of how the road will be mine.
Takin’ a journey,
Into the unknown,
No matter what they say,
Gonna keep on waddlin’,
Down the Hedgehog Highway.
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From the book: Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry
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