SPOOKED - Poem

 

POEM #418
SPOOKED
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(Copyright 2022, by Dave Kiffer)
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When we were in the woods,
You always said to be careful,
It was so easy to spook a deer.
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Just a light brush against a branch,
A cough not quite buried in a sleeve,
A sudden shift of scent on the breeze.
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I can see that in your eyes,
The ones that are turned away
From the wedding photographer.
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Your face is neither happy or not.
You would be, in many ways,
Spooked, for the next sixty years.

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