L Milton Hankins Poet Blank verse

Mother and Fawn

I stopped beside the wooded glen and saw
With early fawn beside a bubbling brook
A whitetail I had seen before the thaw
In my backyard foraging for food
Heavy with her unborn child.
She glanced my way and flicked her tail
To warn the little one of danger near
But she had no reason at all to fear
Me standing in awe of her elegance
Respecting her regal presence 
And wondering what the season for her
Might bring for her and her progeny
Or if one day I might see the little one
All grown and foraging on my lawn.

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Mystic Rose Rose October 29, 2020 at 3:05 PM What a beautiful gift that must have been to see mother and child, moments like these don't come around often and when they do, they are to be soaked in for future poetry, and wonderful memories. Thank you for sharing dear Milton L Milton Hankins October 29, 2020 at 6:26 PM Thanks, Pixie Dust. Actually, the following spring the fawn, all-grown, returned to forage in our backyard. Thanks for your response to this poem.