INNOCENCE

Across the field and among the trees
Lay a nestled fawn of new;
Her shiny coat and moist tipped nose sparkles with the dew.
So quietly she rests,
Unaware of the world beyond
As she gazes at the shadow that stands alone the pond.
She knows no fear so can't decide
To stay or run or merely hide.
Her thoughts are muddled as she turns her head
And cannot understand that what she sees
Is not her kind, but the figure of a man.
He now approaches with arms outstretched
As if to call her near.
She slowly stands and takes the stride of the
Innocence of a deer.
They meet at last and each in turn
Feel joy and warmth and love--
And each go on their journeys home
As peaceful as a dove.