Friday, August 24, 2012


She brought her spotted Fawn 
to the edge of the lawn
and carefully instructed him to enter.
Maybe the Humans 
with their professed tender hearts
would allow the little One there.
Those long skinny legs 
brought the Fawn 
to the edge of the Herb Garden.
It's daylight.
That's way closer 
than we have noted before.
The Animals are hungry.
They too suffer from drought, 
in ways we cannot even know.
They are accidental victims 
of the Human's speeding train 
of Climate Change.
Where are the brakes 
on this mad thing?
Glinda Crawford, 2012

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