Pat_Ely

I just wanted to share a poem my wife wrote for me.

Turkey Hunter

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 part of it
And you wish this is 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 your self in check
As closer he is nearing

And when the time is perfect
And you have him in your sight
You fire 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

maytom

Great poem!! A big tip of the camo cap to your wife!!

jalvja

That was great Pat.

Bobgobble2

Thanks for sharing!Great stuff!!

PAhunter86

Pretty darn good [:-]

click

bo that was great, thanks for sharing , tell her thanks

cpac

hey thats good real good! my hunting is a real pain in my wifes a$$. concider yourself lucky that she put to word how you and the rest of us feel!

BearMt

WOW! That is great!

roman

Pat, That was well done. Does your wife hunt ? She seems to have firsthand knowledge !

benhuntin

Great one. Sounds like your wife is very in tune with the essence of turkey hunting.
The only poem my wife ever wrote was " Roses are red, Violets are blue, Go hunting this morning, but have your butt back by 2.[:' (]