But this is our place!
Lie in tall grass
Look up at blue sky
Tractor is coming
Of course he’ll see me.
Hunters atop our hill
Cogitating their kill
I in brown jacket
Come to pay a call.
Oh deer. They see
me.
Is that what they think?
There is danger here
When I am center of universe.
Marilyn Jaeger
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