Mother's Plight Poem by Patti Williams

Walking through the ice and snow,
Moonlight casting a blue/white glow,
Like sparkling crystals all around,
This magical blanket covers the ground.

My breath materializes before my eyes,
Moisture turns in mid air to ice.
The frosty bite of winter's air
Pricks my nose which is laid bare.

There is no sound but the North wind,
No movement except for tree limbs.
A gust of wind drops snow like powder
The cold increases by the hour.

The doe was hidden in the brush,
Now spooked and bolts into a rush,
I see the panic in her eyes
She sees me and nearly flies.

She had been nursing her newborn fawn,
Thought they were safe until the dawn.
She could not flee into the night
She had to save her deerling's life.

Though drawn to the beauty that I saw,
I turned and walked away in awe.
A simple creature of the wild
So treasured the life of its child.

I walked on through the ice and snow,
I braced myself for the wind to blow.
Swirling sheets of white surround me
This wonderland of life astounds me.