<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556538" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hunting With Dad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">walking across a frost covered field<br>Crunch of cornstalks, underfoot, I feel<br>Got an old 12 gauge over my shoulder<br>Damn! , I swear it just got 10 degrees colder<br>Memories of hunting, with my late father<br>Womenfolk always wonder, why bother? <br>Every now and then, I hear a new sound<br>All alone out here, makes my heart pound<br>When the temperature drops a few more degrees<br>I swear I hear my Dads voice, on the breeze<br>Many good times were had between us two<br>I remember the hard times, we went through<br>But, out here, I'm feeling completely at ease<br>Still trying, to make out his words, on the breeze<br>Could it be? , He's trying to tell me something? <br>Or maybe, He just wanted to go hunting?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jr+James+D+Nall">Jr James D Nall</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556538" data-title="Hunting With Dad de Jr James D Nall" data-description="walking across a frost covered field Crunch of cornstalks, underfoot, I feel Got an old 12 gauge over my shoulder Damn! , I swear it just got 10 degrees colder Memories of hunting, with my late father Womenfolk always wonder, why bother? Every no..."></div> </div> </div>

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