Tickly Prickly Dreams

Tickly Prickly lying on her favorite branch Can hear the large animals tromping through wet leaves Does not concern her in the least It is her autumn day nap, her autumn day nap Tickly Prickly enjoying the sky, On her back, looking toward God’s home Can hear the songbirds trilling their truth Smiles as she sees one, during her autumn day nap Tickly Prickly’s eyes close gently. She is dreaming of her favorite angel, Marabelle. Wondering when she will be getting back to see her again. Songbird swoops down. Tickly Prickly wakes up in Marabelle’s arms.