White cotton tail hops
Six eyes peering straight at me
Running with the deer
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Hard to leave the cool mountains and run down in the heat again, but I did it. Starting to see fall in the fading daylight. Dusk was on me a lot quicker tonight than it has been all summer. As you can tell from the Haiku, I also saw three young deer frolicking about. Guess it is also getting to be that time again as well. Okay, that’s it. Anybody ready for fall? I know I am.
A Poetry Journey 