Life

        Nothing moved in the cool, still air, as if the entire world were holding it's breath. The sun shone brightly, sprinkling patches of light through the leaves that were just beginning to show the colors of fall.
        Quiet footsteps moved carefully through the grass, dreading each step as if the soft noise would shatter the day. A small sound startled the bright blue eyes glancing up quickly to watch the nervous sparrow fly away. Every muscle froze as the eyes scanned the area for signs of more movement. As breath was slowly let out of it's held position, the footsteps quietly resumed their course.
        After a moment the footsteps eased to a stop, the eyes looked all around as a small hand brushed light brown hair out of the way. The cry of an eagle far above touched the listening ears as time froze under the trees. All was well and the feet continued on their way.
        Nearing a quiet glad the small body crouched down, eyes peering hopefully as ears listened for the slightest sound. There in the shelter of the trees lay a doe, recently with child, looking back with large brown eyes, into the blue eyes she knew so well. Curled up next to her was a new born fawn, eyes closed, sleeping peacefully as it dreamed of the awaiting world.
        The young boy smiled in approval and just as quietly as he came, slipped away to join the world that awaited him.

"This is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it!"

For Jeremy Tyler Smith

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