Late

Late

Late last night unwelcome visitors came

across the road in a single lane

leaving tracks in the snow

causing me distress and woe.

Whoever it was dined on evergreens

then quietly left the crime scene

leaving footprints behind.

I don’t think they are kind.

They sampled here and there

deciding the tastiest fare.

Was it bucks or does?

I do not know.

I had intended to drape some net

across the azalea – their favorite -

but I did not get to it.

Now I can see I’m too late.

Other shrubs are enclosed by a fence

to discourage late night visitors thence.

The azalea won’t be as pretty this year

for it was nibbled down by not dear deer.

All because I procrastinated too long

I now sing this sad woebegone song.

It’s now too late.

Deer I’ve come to hate.

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