Baby
His soft chocolate eyes
gaze at the colors.
Silently, he watches
the speeding metal fly by.
His interest piques.
He steps from the safety
of the dense forest
That is his home.
Closer
to the concrete
and hues.
Standing on wobbly legs
only 18 inches high.
Newborn spots
still visible
on his tan coat.
Where is mother?
I know she told you
to stay put,
til She got back
with food.
Hurry mama!
For he knows not,
the dangers
Of the blurred steel.
Oh so very very clever! Is it about a fawn? I loved it, the subject's perspective is very believable.