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Life Upon Death





               In the humid heat of the summer in the middle of the night
                She was searching for her lover for they had had a fight
           She was frightened she was angry and her bearings were long lost
             But she knew that she must find him no matter what the cost


          She walked deeper in the forest and the soft breeze cooled her arms
          But the darkness seemed a menace wanting to cause her some harm
                   Onwards she kept searching, calling out his name
             But the only return to her calls was her mind admitting blame

          She was drawn to sounds in the distance, like a begging pleading cry
               A mournful call that drew her and she knew she must reply
              She got nearer to the crying, heard the sound of a rivers flow
             She reached the edge of a steep bank and saw the fawn below

                 It was wedged upon a boulder, with no way up or down
                   She hesitated a moment then tore apart her gown
                     She ripped it into pieces that tied into a rope
             Then firmly knotted round a tree and scrambled down the slope

               She reached the ledge below her and gathered up the fawn
             She tied it loosely to her front and prayed for the light of dawn
          She began to climb the steep slope but the fawn was filled with fear
                  It struggled as she wrestled to reach the top so near


                   When the top was in reach she lifted out the fawn
              And placed him on the safe ground just at the crack of dawn
            But the rope was very strained now, and she was tired and weak
            The threads gave up their slim hold just as she reached the peak

               She tumbled blindly backwards her fall broken by the ledge
                  Alas her life was ended as her head hit on the edge
                Above her in the growing light the fawn was running free
             As the remnants of the torn up gown blew gently in the breeze

                                   Jane Shields (C)





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