Mysterious Reindeer
I stepped out of the house a little before noon
with hope in my head
courage in my feet and faith in my knees
I knew that I had to go somewhere
to meet someone so dare
But I didn't know where
I rode my bike through the bushy park
and penetrated the deep
Summer was still linger by
shaking dry leaves from sturdy trees
whose branches was scorched by the feverish sun
Autumn is final here and the trees are in despair
Their dry leaves are flying everywhere
Leaving an awful stench in the air
Time is winding down so be prepared
The river is running dry and the clouds are standing by
It is nice to be in the company of trees
To have a closer walk with thee
The snakes are crawling around
and the clowns are hopping on the ground
The birds are rehearsing in the back
And the crickets are having a wonderful chat
I wade through the slow running stream
In search of my passionate dream
So I crossed the stream and enter park
on the other side of London town
yellow flowers brightens the thick bushes
with its colorful light gleaming through the trees
I found a quiet spot and sat on a rock
and relax in the middle of the stream
looking at the leaves falling from the trees
Sumer has sucked the life out of the trees
but they have been purified in the breeze
I feel a sudden peace over me
while read the pages in the book
Suddenly I heard a rambling in the bush
So I held up my head and look
A reindeer antlers emerged from the bush
she walked down the slope and stood on the rock
and stared directly at me
It stared and stared and stared
And even when I photographed it
It continue to stare and would not disappear
Shortly there was another sound
and baby deer appeared and walked in the water
and went back in the bushes
but mother reindeer continue to stare
I wanted to walked over and touch her antlers
But just as I thought of it she went up the hill
A strange feeling came over me
I wonder what it wanted to tell me
My hands started to shake my hearts started to race
And the meaning was as clear as a day
one two three we are waiting for thee
I got up from the rock and circle around the track
But the reindeer was no where to be found
it suddenly vanished.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2017
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