Watching leaves aimlessly fall to the ground.
Listening to the squirrels hide the nuts they found.
Watching the sunset so peaceful and grand.
Listening to the geese flying over in a band.
Watching my breath so crisp and cold.
Listening to the hooting owl sounding like a scold.
As I get restless in the stand.
The deer, like Ninjas appear on the land.
I feel my heart begin to race.
As I need them to take, just one more pace.
Shaking like a leaf.
In total disbelief.
How blessed to be.
This animal staring back at me.
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