Get Your Premium Membership

The Huntsman

Sent out on the lookout, this compass directs his path, arrows pointing to his destination whenever he freely asks, there once was a valuable piece of property, the king seeked out to find, so he searched and sent out a towns huntsman, the very best one of his kind, the deep valley he struggled to cross, the steep, and dangerous mountains he climbed, the huntsman knowing he could not keep this land, he worked so hard to find, the king never once lifted a finger, through spoiled family lines, for ultimately the huntsman benefited the reward, the heart in the worth of his find.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 5/26/2013 5:09:00 AM
Enjoyable read! Excellent write! Kim
Login to Reply

Book: Shattered Sighs