and when sun is writing on wall
will find my story where they fall
glitters that flash a good sign to
start dreaming of days we went thru
nesting birds are coming home; roast
dropping crumbs down where water flow
fishes have their feast jumping, splash
breaking silence, taken away from it was
deer slowly appear from tree lines, wary
from angry arrow from hungry hill belly
she is safe for now, they have ball game
happy for this fellow that's what i came
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