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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A deer hunter’s daughter #1 She illuminates the clock with her laughter, loves her instagram her tic toc and her saunter, she goes nowhere near disaster, she’s got no ear for fear, no hard summer rain, no pain when she goes in disaster mode, she is poetry and prose, she loves her repose, and thereafter, she’s got innocent innocent eyes my Bess, she’s my daughter. We go strolling together, we are bonded, we have strong hands that feed us, She forgives me, I believe her. Rainy days come, we sit on the sofa, we amuse ourselves with table tennis, we take our anoraks and run, her wild loose hair moist, to the God’s I would offer, a sacred deer because we suffer, all I have is her and she has me, and me is all she knows, my big brown eyes, as we rise together and fall, to me she’s my all. We go strolling together, we are bonded, we have warm hearts inside us, She forgives me, I deliver, I believe her. ?? #2 She goes strolling through the park, it’s late in the afternoon, there’s crescent silver moon, her heart is on her eyes, pale blue eyes of summer, how I ‘d wish I ‘d have her. She wears a wide brimmed hat, she has flowers in her hands, fingers that are magic wands, a beautiful scarf on her neck, she holds a candlestick, her name is Bess and she is blessed, how I ‘d wish I ‘d posses her. The deer run scared, This I can’t bear, Their eyes are pools of sorrow, their fear is in her ears, they are ringing, why dad? why? I can have a perfect 10 in anything I do, I can paint the sky blue and they ‘ll tell me bravo sweet princess, it is my essence, but when their blood spills, I can’t come to their defence. I killed a baldy, now she will scold me. #3 Don’t scold me, I killed life, now hold me, it’s sunrise time in the forest, deer drink their mother’s milk, I am honest, it’s a sight to behold. My pain is manifold, and many a time he comes to feel alive and alive he can be next to me for I am his oblivion, his warm garment his heart of gold. I shoot an arrow, I aim and fire, I live with little and they don’t mind, they are many, and I have plenty of time to kill, and I don’t do it for the thrill, it makes sense, and the benefits are immense, she plays the music I wan’t to hear, she is my deer.
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