A Deer in our Backyard.

In the morning’s gentle hush, a sight so dear,

An innocent presence draws me near.

Graceful steps upon the earth’s green floor,

A deer in our backyard, I adore.

Eyes that hold the secrets of the wild,

Nature’s child, so untamed and mild.

Morning’s light upon its fur does play,

As it strolls, enchanting the new day.

Oh, creature of beauty, free and true,

In our backyard, a wonder to view.

Your presence brings a tranquil grace,

A reminder of life’s delicate embrace.

Guchi.

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