My Life In Poetry

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  • Through A Copse of Green

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    Jeannie Johnson
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    While hiking up on Grandfather MountainLooking through a copse of green,I spied a mama doe with her babiesWhich could barely just be seen. Sweet spotted, week old faunaSniffing the cool, fresh mountain air,While their mama stays ever alertTending them with motherly care. What a sight to have come across,Such a gentle touching scene,Up on Grandfather…