The Blue sky in the distance is lovely
trees all around like a canopy above me
I walk through these woods alone
I have no walkie talkie or cellular phone
Just me and my walking stick
Bugs around repelled by a flick
the ground passing below covered in leaves
gloves conceal my hands at the end of my sleeves
from the distance a silhouette of a deer
I stand very still to observe it coming near
not a deer, but an elk majestic as ever
I smile as I am about to complete my endeavor
My camera, and walking stick I point at him
then with a Bright flash.........
MY bullet splat him.
I take my picture for all to remember
then with my hunting knife I cut and dismember
In my head I hear
the same gunshot that killed my dear.........¿ |