As I venture down the path, just before the dawn,
out sprints a doe, followed by her three fawn.
One young one stops, it’s eyes so innocent,
fireflies warn of danger with bioluminescent.
Mother deer grunts, her baby runs away,
it saw no trouble, just another excuse to play.
The sun peaks out, from behind wooded hills,
leaves sponge energy, colored leaves nature’s frills.
A young skunk tail lifts, I quickly change course,
if I continue ahead, I will be filled with remorse.
Back up the stairs, to my house I move so slow,
arthritic joints creak, too much weight in tow.