Deer
A doe bearing antlers
With speckled fawn pelt
And wide eyes that stare foward
The deer turned to me
And I could see it’s sharp teeth
For the deer was a reflection of me
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Great turn in the last line!
“Its,” not “it’s” in line five.
Very nice ending!