Lainey On The Cam 5 Poem by David McLansky

We drift upon the glass-like water
Beneath the trees and tangled borders
A finger in the blue-green flow
Trailing ripples as we go;
We see a fawn upon the bank
Its childlike eyes so warm and frank,
It stares at us without alarm
It does not think we’d do it harm;
“Once you had such innocence, ”
I whisper with some reticence,
It stands upon its wobbly legs
And bending over dips its head
To taste the water with its snout,
It has no fear, no clawing doubts;
“Once you gaily gave your heart,
Like this fawn, this baby hart,
Without reserve, in solemn joy,
As a maid you loved this boy;
You laughed and played such childish pranks, ”
The fawn looks from the watery bank,
As we glide and slowly pass
And break the surface of the glass;
“He did not love you as a man,
He really did not understand,
That once you open up a heart
You cannot laugh and then depart.”
We lose the fawn around a bend,
Will your heartbreak ever mend?
You drop a daisy in the flow,
Oh so sadly you let it go.








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