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Deer Yard

by George Vukelich

Where the current is swift the streams won’t freeze.

The deer will yard in the sheltering trees.

In this valley all winter long

the days are short, yet

the sun is strong.

With the temperature thirty

on a windless day

you would swear

you were somewhere

in the middle of May.

Yet five months away from the middle of May.

To say Nature is kind is half the truth.

To say Nature is cruel is half true too.

Nature is Nature and some will die.

The strong ones

will see

the hot warm days.