Shadows across his body
Antlers standing proud
Ears are operating
Just one in a crowd
A hunter
Who will pet him
Not shoot his butt away
A hunter with a change of heart
On this Autumn day
The forest with so many colours
The deer resolved to be
Giving off a gentle aura
That anyone could see
He was not a victim
A redeeming quality
Even this old hunter
Saw him as his prodigy