Jeff Kyser Poet Rhyme

Deerly Loved

Seems nearly every single dawn,
A spotted fawn scamps on my lawn.
And hiking everywhere I go,
I’m sure to see at least one doe.
Just yesterday, while in my truck,
What luck! I saw an 8-point buck.
My Missy girl and I feel blessed
To have a place where, undistressed,
They can feel free to come on out
And know it’s safe to roam about.
When hunting season comes, they’ll fade
Into the thickets ‘round the glade,
But till that day, we’ll watch with awe
And write about the things we saw.
I’m blessed to have these creatures near;
He who knows sparrows made these deer.

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L Milton Hankins September 1, 2022 at 5:50 PM Thank you, Jeff. I love the deer. My farmer friends want to see them gone, but I have great satisfaction when I see them in my yard. Yes, they used to nip off my tulip bulbs, but, hey, they have to live, too. There is room for all of God's creatures, IMHO. Jeff Kyser September 2, 2022 at 4:45 AM They are everywhere this year! I did not see nearly as many last year. They are graceful and gentle, and we really enjoy watching them!