1st Time Hunter, by Rebekah Dickens Subscribe to rss feed for Rebekah Dickens

A trip in the woods one day brought the man out of him.

A phone call telling us he killed his first deer today.

Hurry up here he say's, before the other hunter's claim it
and take it away.

Shaking, excited, all in one.

One phone was used from dusk till dawn.

His Grandpa gave him another suprise, a new rifle for
killing his first buck.

"Boy" He was living this up!

It is now mounted on my wall.
Stating his the "Biggest Slayer of them All".

A new year has came, just a diffrent season.  I hope he is
just as lucky as he was last season.

For the woods needs to worry about this young man, because
his known as the "Deer Slayer One Shot, Next Kill."
Posted: 2007-01-09 02:52:09 UTC

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