Hyperviligence

 

See the quiet.

Wide, wonderful eyes

Watching, waiting.

Feel the pressure.

Sensing, squirming

Brooding, listening.

Soft young ears splayed,

Hearing heightened.

Broad, brown nostrils,

Twitching, learning.

Barley a Doe,

her first babe,

Growing, coming.

Mid-April raises in her

existential, forever readiness.

Motherhood in May

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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