Poem :: The Fawn

Canvas shoes drew curves freehand
Like a crab's random sketches on the sand 

First bus to school filled with uncertainty 
Shaking like a leaf inadvertently

Approached our house with a warm rumble
Sky blue bus driven by a bald uncle 

Hand tally counter clicked as I alighted
A beautiful fawn was sighted

A gentle face with large brown eyes 
Dimpled smile emphasised 

Her name was Madeleine 
The tower with a beacon of light 

Her delicate hand gesture 
Its worth? A priceless treasure