Opening the door

to the welcoming wags of 

Knox’s tail always

makes me smile as I let

his warm greeting embrace me.

JDG

That fawn’s mother taught

her the importance of not

being seen or heard

and she stood still and silent

as Knox and I ambled by.

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Relishing cool days

in August while they last,

learning to treasure

each golden moment along

with the not so golden ones.

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In its search for light

that tree’s branch took a few twists,

but finally found

what it was looking for. Now

it gives birds a place to rest.

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For a bird that looks

so ominous, that raven

always dines in peace,

doesn’t threaten smaller birds,

joins them for their morning feast.

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I woke up to find

the land around me was now

an outdoor sauna

through which I was unprepared

to walk but Knox disagreed.

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Strolling leisurely

across the shadow filled lawn

were three baby deer

closely watched by their mothers

who munched on the still damp grass.

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Hummingbirds and bees

sip nectar from their favorite

bush, but few blossoms

remain. Soon they’ll move on, but

not without a kiss goodbye.

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Powerless we sit

in the dark, hoping at last

for a glimpse of light,

but it looks like it won’t come

’til the rising of the sun.

JDG

Through the morning haze

three small deer slowly stroll by, 

but when they spot us,

they dash for the woods before 

 we even have time to speak.

JDG