Hidden in the darkness of a forest’s thick brush
A white-tailed deer’s leg has been caught in a trap
Aside from her sad moans, she hears not a hush
No matter how she tries, her leg she can’t unwrap
And as she frets about the fate of her wee fawn
A light appears above and captures her gaze
As a bright image emerges, accompanying dawn
A choir of angels resounds with hymns of praise
She raises her eyes to see spirits afloat
Just in time to see one drifting down to her side
The doe utters a prayer, as the angel strokes her coat
And the power of this spirit cannot be denied
It takes but a whisper of hope to free nature’s soul
As suddenly the angel unharnesses her leg
The injured doe is carried beyond the dark hole
To a fawn that for its mother’s life does beg
These fantasies of the forest are quite common, you see
When a mother in peril needs the grace of God’s hand
To reunite her with a baby that cries out with glee
And two lives are saved by an angelic band
*Written by Carolyn Devonshire on February 16, 2014 for Gail’s contest.
Categories:
unharnesses, angel, animal,
Form: Rhyme