Threw on my coat all filled with fluff
to take my daily walk out in the woods.
When I came upon an injured doe
shot by an achers arrow made of wood.
As she laid there injured on the ground
her eyes gazed up towards me.
As if to ask, why was I shot?
I was only looking for my mate, you see.
My tears rained down upon her head
as I slowly pulled the arrow from her side.
She looked at me and a tear she shed
then lowered her head with a mournful sigh.
I told her how beautiful she was to me
and that I remembered her from a fawn.
I told her how I loved to watch her graze
as she would nibble on my lawn.
Then with those words, she seemed to smile
then stood up to her feet.
As I knelt and thanked my Lord above
she then made her swift retreat.
I’ve seen her since out grazing
and wondered if she knew?
Just how much I love God’s creatures
and how you all should love them too.
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