Deer bounding freely like blown leaves on the ground,
For miles and miles,
To wherever their wild and uncaged hearts desire.
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Their mix of light and darker colors blend into the wooded surroundings,
Making it almost impossible to catch a glimpse through the trees,
Protecting them from the stalking eyes of predators.
***
The pounding of hooves and occasional grunts fill the air,
Along with the snapping of branches and rustling of plants and bushes,
Leave behind a trail of broken twigs and unanswered questions.
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This was so wonderful! Loved your poem!
This is quite lovely, and love the picture