Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Somersault

Driving to get my son, 

We halted behind a bus. 


I have tried to remember 

To be less impatient,


That maybe such pauses 

Have a purpose.


Thankfully, the driver

Soon pulled off the road.


The van in front of us

Drove on.


Suddenly, I saw a small deer

Dash into the side of the van


And somersault. It sprang up,

Dashed back into the woods,


Ran parallel to the road

Where Abraham pointed it out,


Then dashed between the van 

And us, to reach the other side.


I’ve never seen anything like it.

I’m thankful for protection.

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