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Dear Heart

In the wild a lone deer 
A sound that no other human can hear
The deer does not know that I am watching from a safe distance
The lone deer leaps in the air and run quickly through the meadow

I thought something was chasing the lone deer but the area is protected
From predators except for man who hunts the deer in the late early winter

Park preserver and neighboring communities say that
the deer need to be culled
Because they destroy the habitat  

A long high pitched sound like a child crying is heard
in the center of the meadow

I stand on a park bench because I thought a child was in trouble
But I could not see anyone and I am nervous because I could not see what I could hear
The sound was like blood curdling
The sound was like a warning
But no other humans could hear the sound 
The sound was from the dear’s heart
Do you believe

Copyright © Mel Brake | Year Posted 2016

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Susan Palli Date: 2/6/2017 12:20:00 AM Can feel the emotions! Well written, Mel. Login to Reply Mel Brake Date: 8/12/2017 2:40:00 PM Last week, I went back to the meadow that inspired me to write this poem last year. The memory of the experience still lives in that moment. Thank you for you comments, Susan.