SW ( / Bowling Green, South Carolina, USA)

The Birth Of A Fawn

Rolling green, before me spread.
Entices me to look --
Just beyond the meadow --
Where a fawn is being born.
This lovely creature, made by God,
Will timidly adorn.

by Stanley Watson

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.............a wonderful write and very picturesque with a beautiful message ★