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Porcupines on boughs. A wonderful poem.++10 Reminds me of an occasion when I thought a burglar got in. Cat through the window. Such relief.

Enjoyed the poem. It reminds me of when I was a child and I would walk in the dark from my Grandmas house back down to the cottage. I always had the flashlight aimed into the woods looking for those shining eyes that I knew must be watching me. A fifteen minute walk. The last five minutes l always ran as fast as I could. Thanks for the memories.

What a delightful read this was! , , , it brought a smile to my lips and a sense of 'All's well with the world then' after all Enjoyed this very much +++10 Lodigiana