The doe and her fawn stepped into the sunlight.

She was hesitant but she let the fawn go ahead, across my lawn to nip the tops off my phlox.

A friend was able to capture what I could not.

Promise of lush green

The warm beige of love and peace

Innocence of white  

                                                          – Jo-Anne Hemming

Our eyes met. We share this universe, the spirituality of nature but she dare not trust.

God Watches

Under a watchful eye, the new arrival explores the world.

Separated now from the source of it’s life but not alone.

The scene is set, the characters in place, conflict assured.

The author rests—the final scene unwritten

Nature and nurture play their part but choice determines all.

Choice.  A birth day gift from the creator.

– Jo-Anne Hemming

The fawn learns from its mother, learns to be cautious.  The eternal cycle of life.