FIELD DANCERS
Early this morn
Grass wet with dew
I drove down
A country road
As I sometimes do
There I saw
Them playing
With cloven hoof
They danced
Mother doe
And her two fawns
In barren field
They pranced
I didn't
Want to
Scare them
I so enjoyed
Their play
But off into
The woods
They ran
And I
Went on
My way
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