Great poem and I know your exact feelings. I hunted for years and years before taking a wall hanger. I'm a self taught hunter and I did everything wrong and some of the worse luck you could imagine. In the back of my mind, there were alot of times I felt like giving up but that never lasted more than a few minutes. One year I had 3 bow shots at big wall hangers, the first time when I pulled back, a cam broke on a 3 year old bow, whoever heard of such. A week later I released an arrow on an even bigger buck and the arrow went flying way off target in an arch. I looked down and I bent mybodiddle arrow restsomehow that morning and I don't have a clue as to when I did it. Two days later, I had my bow back from the shop from the cam repair and after an afternoon of sighting in, I went into the woods and got that 3rd shot but when I pulled back, the knock came out of the arrow. Hell yeah, I wanted to quit. But like the doc, I'll be out there at every opportunity. Doc, thanks for making me feel better.