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Saturday, February 19, 2005

Deer Tracks 

Much of my time these days is spent on my poetry. Here is an example poem. http://www.authorsden.com/henrybstevens
will take you to my pages on AurthorsDen.com where much of my poetry is posted.

My poetry, articles, and stories there can be copied and emailed to those folks you would like to share them with.

Deer Tracks
by Henry Burt Stevens


Rain-softened mud
showed clear deer tracks
where mother and little one
earlier crossed my path.

One set smaller
wandering back and forth
among the steadier, larger tracks.

I stopped, stooped and
placed the vee of my spread fingers
in one of the tracks
and felt the deer.

The next rain will flatten
all the mud again, and erase
these sharp prints.

I realized that my foot prints
will also disappear
but it was all right,

better; at once
I was free, unfettered.
I walked along
counting the minutes of
my great day.

posted by hank  # 9:41 PM
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