Club Whitetail
The gentle breeze was just right
With the snow shining in the night
And at dawn some crunching steps
As a handsome one ran and leapt
Thrushes rustled in the leaves
On the ground below my tree
Searching diligently for some food
And anticipating something new
And a squirrel climbed up in a fork
On his haunches for support
And shelled a pecan for a minute or two
Then climbed back down for something else to do
Then it was over and all was still
And I was happy to be in nature real
And thankful that we had a club
To tell our stories and eat some grub
My partners were an interesting group
In the world some wearing suits
And in society quite successful
With time outdoors no doubt helpful
And they appreciated their time
Spent in mother nature divine
And always wished they could stay
There for an additional couple days