Baby Deer

• Matilda Mcgown, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2010

Hiding in the tall grass
Where no one can see
Feeling like there’s someone
Watching over me

The smell of danger is strong
I hear the crunching of leaves
I know that following them was wrong
But I had to stop those thieves

They took my daddy
I saw them, it’s true
I don’t know why,
And I’m not sure who

What are they going to do to him?
Why did they take him away?
Will I ever see him again?
Will we ever get to play?