Lichen Poem: Deer

In the grass & In the pass

Under the trees

Under the great blue Sky

Deer, God’s babies

Free from lifes troubles

No Debt, No Rabies

The Baby Fawn Just Ate A Twig

Boy, he sure has gotten big

It’s only a matter of time

Before his horns Grow in

Only a matter of time

Until he basks in sunshine

With his herd

Whether this one Or one anew

Maybe he’ll end up in the woods

Maybe in a meadow near water so blue