The Stag
He stands
panting,
his sides
heaving;
malodorous and soaking wet,
drenched with urine and with sweat,
the mighty head now bowed and yet
triumphant.
He may not last much longer;
harsh winters take their toll on those
with little left to give
and he has given everything:
strength, energy, supremacy
and, crucially, his legacy.
He's done all he can do.