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I'Ll Capture Him

Songbirds singing in the wind Beautiful birdies on the limbs Field mice playing in the grass Mighty owl makes a pass On this morning I do proclaim Nature's playing its morning games My presence is silent, it is not known While I'm sitting stealthy up in a tree Watching nature be nature, so naturally Glasses in one hand,Camara in the other My goal; to capture our loving mother The conditions are fair The timing is right Today will be the day that I capture Illusive bigfoot on his morning flight They say he's not real,it's in my head But I'll prove them all wrong With a picture that shows Well it'll show He's not dead R.K.H 10/16/2021

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Date: 10/17/2021 4:08:00 PM
Engaging poem about a hunt for bigfoot. I like it
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Roger Harp
Date: 10/17/2021 6:49:00 PM
Thank you. It's amazing what crosses the mind and one writes about while sitting in a tree stand photographing nature.

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