Oh, I get it and see how life seems in the darkness

Filled with worrisome fear and a lot of harshness

But, don’t let that be all that you see of the wondrous

Life, especially new born life, I nothing short of miraculous

I took myself a walk through snowy path of wood

Intending to enjoy the rush of silence if maybe I could

When next to the path I found a fawn just born

The clouds in my life evaporated and no longer forlorn

I found my face painted with the easiest of smiles

The type of a smile that seems to lift the weariness of miles

Looking about, I spied the mother looking on trepidatiously

At this intruder, me, who seemed to have stumbled so nosily

I walked on quietly not touching this scene of ethereal  beauty

And nodded at the doe that all was well as was my loving duty