by Ethel Mortenson Davis
After the storm,
on our morning walk,
deer tracks ran
along the water’s edge
in the heavy snow.
These were running tracks,
with great distance
between each footprint,
its force making
a deep imprint in the snow.
Yesterday was the last day
of hunting season.
A heavy snow and ice storm
ran all day,
keeping hunters at bay.
Because hunters cannot
hunt along the water’s edge,
these deer found refuge
along the lake’s shore,
among the cedar groves—
respite for another year.
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So well said! — kenne
Thank you Kenne. Ethel
Beautiful!
Thank you Ebbtide. Ethel
You are on a roll, Ethel!
Thank you John Looker. Ethel
Wonderful images; so vivid. Nick
Thank you Nick. Ethel
Thankful the deer found respite for another year. I wish it was for always…. Beautiful writing as always, Ethel.
Thank you Betty. Love Ethel