All okay, very much so, the skies a tender baby blue
The beauty the Nature the child still much asleep in
Me, yet, the desire to be soaked in sun light the glory
The lightness without yet heavy of life surrounding
Man and dog, the deer, the red foxes for sure nearby
Camouflaged so neatly in the colors dulled of the
Woods, those browns, a really rotting decomposing
Red trunk at edge of path, the fallen branches and
Other trees all around , so many in this woods, some
Vertical, some horizontal, diagonal, to, in states so
Many of a natural progression , cycles of death and
Life, as I breathed in very cool fresh damp air and looked
All around us and felt so lucky to be at 70 experiencing
The wonders, wanders, romances of life all around, a
Scout, not a hunter, made now just aware of that episode
On the tv series Northern Exposure where Dr Joel Fleischman
Wanted Togo hunting to experience it, he went with Howling
And Chris hunting for grouse, quite the experience, and
Here now ,safe at home, with a Greek yogurt in my belly,
ThinkingOf being off with my wife soon for our BLT’s
And happy and anticipating the bacon as I sit here sipping
My freshly brewed coffee , what a lucky husband, father,
Artist, nudist man feeling like 27 I am, starting fresh again!
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