Bucks and Does

Planted vegetable garden:  first too dry, then too wet, then too cold, then rabbits chowed down. Sprayed hostas and lilies.  Then deer jumped the fence eating hosta blooms that had not been sprayed, as well as sunflower heads and more.  I've learned that their "Life Is a Garden Party"!

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Tawny brown,
four legs pound,
white tails bound,
round and round.
Not chased by hounds.

Making no sound
these creatures brown
hopping around
or jumping bound
through country towns.

Small ones hop around.
Large ones bound.
Both consume pound and pounds
down to the ground.
Gardeners frown.

Both are called bucks and does,
otherwise known as foes -
and other names, I suppose.
They cause gardeners woe
through each season, I know.

Some of these foes
have hooves for toes.
Others, having toenails that grow,
are found hopping on the ground low.
After eating, turds are left below.

Peter cottontails do look dear;
so do Bambi's relatives, called deer,
cause many problems far and near
for gardeners year after year.
A gardener's jeer you might hear.

Bucks and does are rabbits and deer.
To gardeners unwelcome, that's clear,
unless they obtain a license to hunt each year
then you'll see pointed antlers hanging next to the mirror
and smell rabbit stew tenderized with a can of beer.

Gardeners devise veers
to keep rabbits and deer
far away and clear,
but never fear
they'll return next year.

These rabbits and deer
know where their dinner
awaits for free, you hear,
and hunters peer and wait near
for their free dinner to appear.

A happy ending for someone.
Sounds like the gardener won
if he's a hunter with a gun,
but just one bang from the gun
bucks and does will quickly run.

These bucks and does will come
back one night after the sun
goes down over the mountain.
They feast until the black night is gone.
The gardener turned hunter acts stunned.

This true tale
of white tails
never fails
or goes stale
as some wail.

These males and females
travel hills and dales
then in my yard hail
as over the fence some sail
and through the fence others bail.

Every season
another reason
to fight treason.
From east to west on,
gardeners are not fond.

* * * * *

There is Someone who knows
all about your sorrows.
He knows
your woes.
Up from the grave He arose
in order to defeat your foes.
Read the book of Romans today then you'll know
how Jesus defeated your foes long ago.
Wait.  Don't go
until you know
this story of old
that's true and grows more relevant as you go
down your life's unknown road.

I was overcome by trouble and sorrow.
then I called on the name of the Lord:
"O Lord, save me!"
Psalm 116:3b-4