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Early Summer In the Meadow
Taking my first summer stroll in the meadow, I marveled at the new growth and flowers The sun was shining full blast, not a single shadow My mind rummaged through its ivory towers. Wild carrot and cosmos were in full bloom Along with larkspur and bright columbine, Tempting me to pick for my living room But I demurred, not to disturb the natural Habitat for the critters, pollinators for the bees Seeing in them something awesomely spiritual, I headed for the woodland line of trees. Surprisingly, someone has set up a salt lick I wonder, this being a wildlife sanctuary Surely no hunting, it hit me like a brick, I thought it so entirely unnecessary. Surely not here...a deer hunter's nasty trick. An afternoon so filled with joy and promise Suddenly was overshadowed with awful thoughts, I quicky turned and headed toward the house, My stomach churning, gut tied up in knots. I shall complain of this infraction to authorities, Next thing I know, they'll be chopping down trees. Written June 3, 2022 [Last year partial fencing was a scare; Now hunting? They wouldn't dare!]
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