The Fawn

A gentle fawn entered the room as I lay sleeping.

Surprised and delighted, I watched her walk to my side of the bed.

I lifted myself to meet the creature face to face.

She dropped her head and nuzzled into my neck, allowing me to pet her.

Carefully, she climbed into the bed beside me.

Snuggling in close, wanting affection and love.

I gave them to her. Softly, caressing her head, neck and shoulders.

Gently I woke my husband, and asked him to bring her an apple.

Throughout the night I reminded myself not to forget this dream.

Why?

 

S. Conde

 

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