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It is hunting season in the mist of beauty and delight
In the thick of the trees, sounds of shooting, deer run in fright
Some grow weak from downtrodden, are taken by man
Others desperately search for safety somewhere in their land

A little fawn tumbles in fear, mother lost to the hunters dance
Not knowing where to go, suddenly, a light from his side way glance
He stumbles up on his feet, so confused, sadden and in fear
Heads toward the light with wonder, unaware of what is near

Hope in his little heart as he runs into a horrible surprise
Headlights in his face, breaks squeal to his near demise
As he opens his heavy eyes, breathless, so unaware
Unable to move he shivers, to taillights of someone who cares

This angel who was approaching the near dead fawn
Was speaking to him with a soft voice, as she put him on the lawn
She spoke to him with love, made him feel so safe
Hold on there beautiful baby I will help you find your place

He could feel his heartbeat grow weak as she stroked his little head
With tears in her eyes she spoke to God, this is what she said
Please lord it is my desire to save your wonderful creation
Give him breath, heal him please, it is not his destination

Her tears fell on his face, warmth he could feel once more
His breath along with his heartbeat, strong like it was before
Strength was back in him, to his feet he did arise
He kissed the beautiful angel, for she saved him from demise

He headed for the woods, then suddenly he veered
He turned to look again, the angel disappeared
Saddened once more alone again was he
The horrifying noises gone, now silence, how could this be

He entered in the woods his mother alive back on her feet
Happily he trotted to her, his heart just skipped a beat
Not only did the angel, save him from something bad
But all was back to normal in his home with mom and dad!!

Catherine R. Sawyer

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The following comments are for "A Fawns Miracle"
by mom11159

A Fawns Miracle
Awww,,,,I really like this poem. The pour little fella done went and lost his mom. I love the way it worked out for him in the end. Thanks for shareing this one.
"Keep on inkin the Pages"

( Posted by: POISON9901 [Member] On: March 28, 2006 )

Thank you
Thank you for taking the time to read and comment I really appreciate it. I am very pleased you liked it

( Posted by: mom11159 [Member] On: March 28, 2006 )

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