18 November 1997
GETTING CLOSE
Making new friends is easy
as long as they don't pry.
Everybody gets a little queasy
afraid to be left to dry.
Afraid to stray too close
for they might see the truth.
Afraid to be hurt
as it has been time and again.
The hedgehog worries too much
because he has too many quills.
The more they get closer,
the more wounds they get.
Take away the quills
that everybody carries along.
Maybe getting close would be easy.
Maybe.
Its never really easy -
to get close to somebody.
Give it a little time
so that the seed of trust may grow.
And as it grows, never let it go.
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