
The Stag
I went out for a walk one day
In the woods that were close by
I strolled along so peacefully
When something caught my eye
My eyes beheld a wondrous sight
I could hardly believe my luck
A full-grown stag stood before me
His feet all covered in muck
His antlers stood so proud and tall
His body was firm and strong
I wanted to keep this moment
I could have watched him all day long
I stood as still as I could
But I knew we’d soon be apart
He bolted off into the woods
But he remains inside my heart
© Jeanie McBain June 2000