nine deer grazing
on the new grass
i stepped onto the porch
all fled but one yearling doe
who stayed close by
looking at me
a strand of grass
hung from her mouth
we looked at one another
i moved a small step toward her
still looking she moved closer
her eyes were wide and clear
her ears were up
we regarded one another
we both took one small step closer
after a long while
looking into each other’s eyes
she lowered her head
to graze again on the spring grass
that was my welcome
to another day
The Ace Hotel Notebook 