At The Forest - Poem by RIC BASTASA

you just shot
a robust deer
and you are
happy taking
it on your shoulder
something for

and you walk away
behind your backs

a little deer is looking,

oh, a mother is taken
and the son
is weeping!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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