Doe, by the On Ramp

Rounding the turn and entering the highway
she caught my eye.
Was she a Christmas deer
fallen from a truck for a shopping mall Santa?
She cocked her head
and stillness became animate.
The split second sight of her beauty gave a thrill,
and my noisy kids hushed as they pointed: Look!
She was cornered by pavement,
a remnant of lost woodlands.

I hope she found her way home.