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Hunter Retired

Hunter Retired
David J Walker

For me it was the geese 
Returning from Canada 

Honking in a grand parade
A promenade from the 

Playa lakes to
The nearby grain fields

A sudden reminder that 
He would no longer  

Be here to feed them
as he had done for 

nearly 60 years

Would they look for the 
White-haired man living

Behind the lake with 
daily scoops of corn 

The retired hunter sparing
No expense to feed his prey

Last year  
	He flew away
And joined them
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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