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Little Fawn

A wintery poem

By Josey PickeringPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Little Fawn
Photo by Bonnie Kittle on Unsplash

Little fawn prancing in the clearing,

do you feel the frost?

It’s coating the blades of grass,

and dancing over tree roots.

It’s falling from the clouds like stardust

and catching in your lashes.

There’s a crisp feeling in the air,

a new season for you to explore.

Your mother guides you home

to hunker down amongst the branches.

Her winter coat will warm you

as she wraps her body around your smaller frame.

Winter whispers its arrival on the whirling winds

that sprinkle snow around you like down feathers falling from birds in flight.

A layer of snow coats the clearing where you skipped about now,

ready to hold the tracks of the other creatures who dance through.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Josey Pickering

Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.

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Outstanding

Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!

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  1. Excellent storytelling

    Original narrative & well developed characters

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  • Jackie Teepleabout a year ago

    What a beautiful sense experience

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