Harry the Hedgehog🦔

He senses Spring is in the air, his hibernating is over

Done and dusted like the wind, that blew the leaves around the shed

As he lay there slumbering over winters wrath, all nestled in his bed

Suddenly Harry feels that warmth upon his tiny nose

Amidst those April showers that sunshine glows

And so with a spring in his four fast feet, he rushes along the garden path

Sniffing smells from fledgling droppings, perched upon that ledge of the birdbath

Oh how happy Harry the Hedgehog is, he is full of the joys of Spring