Hunting in SNOW
By: Gary R. Akin
I really love hunting when its late in the season
I've got the woods to myself but that's not the reason
It's SNOW on the ground that gets my heart pumping
And tracks to be followed and deer that need jumping
When the woods are white the odds shift a bit to my favor
And if its still coming down, that's a day that I'll savor
This isn't the day that I'll be sleeping late
I gotta get going... I don't want to wait
Now I can see better, the deer seem to stick out
And tracks in the fresh snow let me know to watch out
Its as if I can smell them when I come on fresh sign
They're HERE! Get ready,
see them first this time
And sometimes I come on deer, and sometimes not
I put in lots of miles, and I give it a shot
There's something about getting real close to deer
I still haven't seen them but I know they are near
I hear my heart beating real loud in my ears
I might soon be spotting my best buck in years
But even if I go out and don't find my buck
I'd rather hunt this way than relying on luck
Or being in front of a loud noisy drive
Seeing frightened deer fly by like bees from a hive
And it IS tougher hunting, relying on stealth
But success is sweeter, and it helps my mental health