Homey

 

World used to be their home in freedom!

Before human claimed and partitioned land!

The mountains, valleys, meadows, woods -

The pot holes, ponds, lakes and bogs,

Were all accessible for food and fun!

 

Before they realize the human face!

Their freedom of movements got curtailed!

Grazing lands became partitioned, divided -

Guarded with cruel obstructing fence!

 

They are the deer a symbol of peace!

Try fruitlessly to hide and graze at risk!

Whatever grassy yards still left unfenced!

 

Some adores them, others hate them as pests!

Many want to kill to save dear garden!

Others want to hunt for a rare gourmet!

 

It’s autumn, leaves are falling everywhere!

Views around are getting brighter and better!

My yard is unfenced, blended with nature!

Where my lovebirds feel free, so are the deer!

As they rest with babies without fear

Grazing and grinding merrily

Feeling at home and making my home homey!

 

Author: Deepak Sarkar, 844 Royal Oak Ave, Victoria, BC V8X 3T2, Canada; Tel: 250-412-2897; e-mail: kolki@kolki.com; Poetry web site: www.kolki.com