"Deer" Child

I was born in the forest
hidden under a little tree
by an overprotective mother
who feared for my safety
never to be seen again
she became a memory
but before she left
these things she instilled in me

beware of the wolf who smiles
for in the back of his mind lies a plate
an invitation as dinner
will become your dying fate
steer clear of the mighty buck
whose horns glisten in the moon
his deep breathing and wooing
become another players tune

there are many dangers
throughout this beautiful land
but the worst you will encounter
is that called man.......

nice one.

Wish my Mother had !
Very good.

ooh nice metaphor

nice!

Nice synopsis of "Bambi".