I'm a romantic and do at times think silly thoughts, but there you are.
An English Setter by his side
and that old Parker gun
To walk the colored October wood
Made warm in golden sun
He caught a dream the upland life
As others had before
To love the King and where he flew
And that Parker twenty bore
The years return less than he gave
The way he chose to run
The English Setter by his side
And that old Parker gun
Fourteen years and ya they've aged
Just about the same
Now moving stiff and a little slow
Ruffed Grouse is still the game
Two old sages side by side
And a bird that is called a King
Making memories slow to fade
Called forth-- the dog bell rings
Very nice, John, and thanks for sharing it..
ReplyDeleteThe world certainly needs more Romantics.
Very nice, John, and thanks for sharing it..
ReplyDeleteThe world certainly needs more Romantics.
Nicely written. Romantics have a great way of looking at life. Its only natural that they be bird dog men.
ReplyDeleteI believe that I just put 2+2 together about this poem, John... I won't mention names either, but your words are correct on all counts!
ReplyDeleteA very nice tribute to a guy who really knows the ropes..
The more I read this bit of literature that you crafted, the more I appreciate it..
Thanks.
Thank you Bill. Its easy to write when there is a true inspiration to do so. Its then that the impact of what you see just turns to the words.
ReplyDeleteI had never met what I have read about in a grouse hunter until then. A certain quality that suggests more than just the seasonal sporting pursuit.
To be more eloquent, "it was pretty darn cool".
---big grin---