By Alysha Osborne
Down the rocky path In between the forest trees
And running streams With snow on the ground.
Two adult deer run by Without a thought, they did not see me But in that instance
I stop My bike and I think that’s the first time
I’ve seen a deer. I then start to move
To the house I call dear To tell the people
I’ve seen deer for the first time As I thaw
“Jerry’s Snowy…