J. I. Thomas F. Poet Free verse

O Hunter

Be proud while you can, O Hunter,
While the skill and wit are yours,
Combined with youth's strong vigor,
Or Age's canny ways.

Be proud while you can, O Hunter,
And send your arrow true,
Deep into the heart of the greatest beast,
That rules in the frosty pines.

Be proud while you can, O Hunter,
For this year you still strike fear.
Remember that the fire grows cold,
Though hot it once began.

Be proud while you can, O Hunter,
For life, too, plays the game.
And one day the arrow comes for you,
And takes its prize the same. 

Written 9 September 2018

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