Doe Eyes
If my spirit is akin to an animal
It would surely be the lovely doe
With beauty quiet and reserved
Brown eyes that seem to know...
Eyes so like hidden forest pools
Deep, seemingly brimmed with tears
Every move with a dancer's grace
Watching, afraid to come to near...
When I see her in the meadow
Or feeding on a summer hillside
I pause to reflect on her beauty
For a time, my heart with her abides....
For the " If I Were an Animal" contest..
Barbara Gorelick
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2011
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