Dear Mr. Deer…

Your delicate prance through the lawn, my fescue playing a bit part

in the bounty available to a lover of natures provision.

Ears on full alert, listening for the slightest disturbance.

Eyes focused on the prize, the luscious verdant awaiting its turn.

Head now at attention…what is that sound?

Tail flicks alerting others of concern.

Natures question with only one right answer.

Sprint away, give no room for harm, Or,

live for the moment and rejoin the feast.

Become fully aware Mr. Deer.


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