How long
do his dreams
last
as he,
Tightly
tucked
away
survives the winter?
The leaves are bare
Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion)
My thoughts on creativity, health and social care and their relationship to human emotions
Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion)
My thoughts on creativity, health and social care and their relationship to human emotions
How long
do his dreams
last
as he,
Tightly
tucked
away
survives the winter?
Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion) 
Perfect.
Wistful Melancholy .
Yet enduring.
‘Tigghtly tucked ‘ beautifully chosen.
Hibernation of the soul.
‘Spring follows hard on winters traces ‘.
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Looking forward to summer…
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I love hedgehogs, and the metaphor in your poem.
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thanks Val. They just seem to be creatures filled with goodness, going about their unharried lives…
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