The Stag

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

Hello,

I am a retired freelance journalist who has a passion for writing. I am married with three grown up children and three wonderful grandchildren.

I am now enjoying life as a senior citizen.