Today an unexpected gift To come upon a grazing deer She looked at us and stood quite still Likewise did we to keep her there.
So gaze I did as she returned To munching on the grass nearby The timing gave me such a lift As it was four years since my mother died.
I was in need of such a sight The deer have long been named my totem And on this day I could delight In such a gracious, sacred moment.
Lori Cole
This article appears in The Jury Is In.