the fox and the fawn

i am the red dreaded terror

that makes you cower at night

you are the white spotted fawn

who grazes in the warm sunlight

i prowl in the darkness

you are hunched in the grove

preying on the blades of grass

while i wander and rove

but despite your many flaws

and regardless of my meals

we are not all that strange

as this night reveals

i wander through the thicket

you stumble through the brush

the cocking of the firearm

a wild blur and rush

the cold silver pierces

i feel my body fall down

the branches crack then go snap

and for this you aren't renowned

but your courage is a blinding sight

even for one like me

the hunter shouts then falls still

but you do not flee

you lay your head down

as the night is waning

curl me in your sweet embrace

but my soul is fading

a gentle fawn, almost a child

but you are not that

for children tend to run and flee

and others looked and spat

i'd say you're my friend

if you'll let that be

you do not cower, you do not leave,

you just lay here with me

the air's so thin

i am soon gone

you just hold be tighter

for we both now i'll have left by dawn

so goodbye my sweet dear friend