Fawn Alone

April 9, 2010
By Frizzedliz BRONZE, Harvard, Massachusetts
Frizzedliz BRONZE, Harvard, Massachusetts
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The cool breeze that once floated by
Like an innocent butterfly
Enjoying the sweet spring
Is now a lion, fierce, unforgiving
The trees that were shelter once
Are giants towering menacingly
The grass that was once a carpet
Lush, soft and warm
Is crisp with cold and anger
Sweet smelling breeze
Now carries the scent of danger
A vixen stalks near by
The silent fawn
Each snap of a stick
Could signify death
In a flash, a streak of color
The cry of a raven
Soars through the night
The woods are danger
To those who are alone

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