Conjuring a Mule Deer
Faerie fawn did not realize she was being watched I am sure.
With a wave of her wand, she conjured a mule deer pure.
He leapt in the air and took off with a dash down the hill.
In amazement I felt that leap; my surprised heart was at a standstill.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment