This poem was written after a walk in the woods. It was one of those days when my mind was jumping from one thing to the next, lost a bit in my internal world. Something had happened and I’d been mulling what he said and she did and what I might have done differently if I’d known more at the time. About half way through the walk, a deer leapt through…
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