by James W. Spain, II
The pheasant season has started,
time to retrieve my hunting jacket down the hall
where it has hung for the past year
just like my musket on the wall.
Time to join my close friends
in the woods just down the hill,
for conversation and much camaraderie,
as well as a hunt sure to thrill.
To spend the day in the forest,
perhaps hunt a bird worthy to show,
brings so much enjoyment
that only a hunter could possibly know.
Whether to put food on the table
or to just experience the hunt this fall,
I value my time with nature
much more than walking around the mall.