You graze freely, with your ears always perked
Ready for something to make movement
The flowers engulfing your hooves
White as your tail
You look so magical, so free
So peaceful in the little backyard
Of the woman which whom lost her partner recently,
She’s in her nineties
She moved back in with her kid
I wonder if you were friends
If she sat and watched on her porch
Like I am next door
If she left a few things behind in the garden,
So you had a full belly,
Now I don’t know much about you
But you looked to be carrying precious cargo,
And how fearful you looked when you first saw me
But I took quiet steps
And spoke softly
I’m not sure how you knew where to look
But I swear you looked me in the eyes
Knowing you were safe, 
Until you turned slowly
And walked quietly through the bushes
Back into your safety among the trees