First Elk

Way up on a mountain side,
snow and trees everywhere.
The musky smell of elk blowing in my face,
Stress and strain all through my body,
Then I'm as calm as a breeze less night,
Waiting for my opportunity to strike.
Bang! I shoot, more nervous than my first day of school,
3 more times lead smacked that elk.
Then it was done

Matty G. "A Big Bull Elk."