Through A Copse of Green

Photo by Jolie Kelly

While hiking up on Grandfather Mountain
Looking through a copse of green,
I spied a mama doe with her babies
Which could barely just be seen.

Sweet spotted, week old fauna
Sniffing the cool, fresh mountain air,
While their mama stays ever alert
Tending them with motherly care.

What a sight to have come across,
Such a gentle touching scene,
Up on Grandfather Mountain
Through a copse of green.


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