The brighter shade of gray announced the dawn.
Heavy drizzle saturated the ground.
Sustenance is a good thing.
A doe awoke, stood, stretched,
and slipped away from the edge of the clearing.
Her companion rose from the tall grasses
and followed her into the woods.
With a whisper, a new day begins.
Good morning, LORD.
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