An Hour Well Spent

I came across a lonesome deer

It was not scared, knew I was near

It turned to look me in the eye

then stalked away with head held high

A robin danced along the fence

It matched my pace, its stare intense

I felt its need for company

Our thoughts exchanged complicitly

Along the path on stone-built wall

A squirrel with its morning haul

I stopped to watch a little while

Then left him, blessed, with happy smile

Returning home, at peace, content

And grateful for an hour well spent

An hour of life, of joy and calm

That sooths my mind, a healing balm