The excitement of hunting

• Harrison Huys, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2004

I like to go hunting
and sit in a tree
its quiet and peacfull
its good to be me
I see lots of critters
squrreles and racoons
sometimes I get the jitters
when I stay out past noon
within an instant
I see a big rack
when the time comes
I draw my bow back
I patiently wait
for the attack
I get my big buck
with that big ole rack.