Tyler Sites 4/15

It was a cold, silent, opening day

Ten long depressing hours,

But high in anticipation.

My mind told me too pack up,

But my gut said one more hour.

I saw a flash

Then once more

It was brown in the distance.

It came running over the hill.

I had no time think

I could feel the cold trigger,

And I squeezed off a round.

My ears rang

My hand trembled

But I had only one goal in mind.

I saw the deer fall,

And I knew we were going to have a full freezer.

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