Sunrise 12/1/23
Rondeau Prime
Article voiceover
The morning chill up on Peet's Hill Is tempered by the rising sun That comes up like a loaded gun Looking for some game to kill Or maybe just a warming thrill Down where the rabbits shun The morning chill. A silhouetted figure will Appear to be most anyone You wish it were when day is done, But in the early light it's still The morning chill.
Reading this I can feel the crisp air dancing through my nostrils and the peaceful of voluntary loneliness of the hunt. Reminds me of hunting trips with my late father. Very transporting.
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