A Doe's Experience

Docile doe

Bounds and sails like a bird through the air

Blinks brown eyes at gentle green trees

Steps lightly on mossy forest floors

Hides; tender hides hidden by dead leaves

Stands out in snow pale as a worn blanket

Snaps like a whip, the twig

Steps sinisterly soft steps

Muffles the sound, the thick snow

Loads the gun, quickly

Clicks the gun, too loud

Looks up

Tries, tries

Misses both times