The Hunt

In the cold winter of north
The freezing breeze brought snow
To a forest called Forth
That was home to a doe

She was known as Sky

Sky was the gold of her kind

She became the biggest fear

In every hunters mind

She was told in many tales

That a mother told her child

Every hunter that went to hunt her

All failed to return home

She didn't live in peace for long

For a young man went to track her

Sky took an arrow to the heart

And the chase ended for sure

This poem is a ballad that is about a deer that was different from the rest of the herd. Many have tried to catch her but failed until a man tried his luck and caught her.
There is no rhyme scheme but has an end rhyme in lines 1 and 3, "North and Forth", 2 and 4, "snow and doe", 6 and 7, "kind and mind" and in lines 14 and 16, "her and sure".

There is symbolism in line 6 comparing how precious the deer is to how valuable gold is. It shows that she is special and different from other deer.