My wife wrote this for me. I know some of the older turk hunters on here have seen this but there are quite a few new ones. Hope you enjoy. Pat

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Leaning back against the tree
As you sit upon the ground
Being so careful to be still
Trying hard to make no sound

The beauty of nature
Takes your breath away
You feel like you are a part of it
And you wish this was where you could always stay

As you sit there patiently
You double-check your gear
And give a few yelps on your call
And then be still and wait to hear

In the distance, you hear him gobble
And your blood starts pumping
You hear him coming toward you
Your heart is madly thumping

You wait until you see him
Strutting proudly into the clearing
You can hardly keep yourself in check
As closer he is nearing

And when the time is perfect
And you have him in your sight
You take your shot and say a prayer
As the bullet takes its flight

Your mark is true, the proud one falls, and
You rise and walk to where he rests
You bow your head and give thanks
For the gift with which you have been blessed

By: Leslie Ely
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