Through the darkness of the night.
Movement catches my eye,
Shadows pluck the strings of sight.
Four deer across the street
Grazing in the grass,
Peace at once envelops me.
I stand entranced before the glass.
Sometimes before I go to bed, I look out the window and see deer in my neighbors' yards. Whenever that happens, I can't help but stand there and watch them for a little while.
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