I am deer
In the U of my horn
I stand,
and remember;
the long cold nights,
the hunger,
the constant light,
the isolation,
the loneliness.
I am deer.
Now I can see
nature at it’s best,
changing.
The birth of the melt,
flowers and buds
opening for me.
The wait is over,
the hunger gone.
I am deer.
My heart leaps,
my eyes clear,
I have survived
another year,
another cold.
I am strong,
I am proud,
I will mate.
I am deer.