succesfull day

hunting poem

Successful day

Very cold crisp morning
The frozen dew on the leaves
The sun peering over the treetops
Orange and pink so beautiful
Looking into the gray watching searching
For movement
Your eyes playing tricks on you with
The sun finally up
Making it the coldest of the morning
You curl up in your warm coat
Finally you see one at the end of the path
The adrenaline pumping
You pull up your rifle
You look into the scope
Like looking into another scenery
You squeeze the trigger and it drops
Throw it into the back of the truck
Now some breakfast