Hedgehog.

 

What is all spiky

With shuffling feet

Wanders your garden

For something to eat

Comes out at night

With their needs to complete

What can it possibly be.

A hedgehog is okay

Till it gets a fright

Curls in a ball

To protect it's new plight

A kind of a mask

That it wears out of fear

Rather like you and me.

We get all spiky

When people get close

Preferring an alias

To keep on our toes

Lets hope The Spirit

Will help us be real

Facing the world as we are.