Slowly and gracefully he lifts his head
and meets my gaze with watchful eyes.
He takes a cautious step and
widens the gap between us.
Turning with antlers held high
he bids me farewell.
Then he is gone.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
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2 comments:
I like it!
Is this a sheep
Brenda
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