Question in Their Eyes

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today, Thanksgiving, I watched through the bay window as one of these mule deer ambled across the front lawn. I missed snapping a picture from out the front door, so I ran out the back, camera ready, to the side of the house, where the three of them looked at me, a question in their eyes…

The Question in Their Eyes

Oh.
Hello.
Um.
It’s Thanksgiving Day
And this yard is a feast.
May we stay a bit?
May we?
Please?

Thank you.

Sheri Edwards
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