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The Winding Road

Winding road where do you go? With your spines and twirls I want to know- so I'll go To follow you so-I will know Walking deep into the woods I saw a deer that stood tall Her young were by her side For protection from the mom A hunter was hiding near by Waiting for the right moment to shoot He had to be quiet In order not to scare them The birds were flying high Screaming so loud- to be heard When the deer heard- then dashed away To a safe place that they found.

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Alfred Berggren

Date: 7/14/2017 1:31:00 PM

A wonderful story that I feared might have a tragic ending - but no, you gave the deer and her fawn life instead of death.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 7/15/2017 2:31:00 PM

That is how i wanted the poem to end. I wanted the fawn to live. I hpoe you have a nice day.

Debbie Duncan

Date: 5/12/2017 6:36:00 PM

Love the write. Your title reminded me of " the long and winding road from the Beatles, which I love. The poem reminded me of Bambi :) excellent 7.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/13/2017 12:30:00 PM

Thank you Debie, for me it reminede me of Bambi. Nice to meet you.

Robert Johnson

Date: 5/9/2017 7:48:00 PM

Evidently, there are no hunters in this group of commenters. :) A bunch of Bambi sympathizers. :) I'm not a hunter either. But there is a viable reason for hunting deer. Yes even as beautiful as they are. Anyway, I'm glad the birds sounded the alarm too. :)

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/10/2017 9:04:00 AM

Hello Robert, I love animals and hate to see them get hurt.So I am one of those Bambi sympathizers,I know that there are reasons for hunting the deer, I just don't like them to be shot at.The fawns need their mothers

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/10/2017 9:01:00 AM