DEER HUNTING

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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

It’s the time of the year when men go and hunt deer,

When they bond and have fun from the dawn of the sun.

As I sit here at home, by myself all alone,

I bask in the peace as my thoughts now increase,

Looking inward and seeing the core of my being,

Alone in my thoughts as time now allots,

There’s solace in small things – the joy that a voice brings,

The siren that wails or the screeching of wheels,

Amplified sounds grab my inner attention,

And the peace now gives way to creative invention,

In days long gone by, when youth still had a hold,

I could fill all those moments, but now I’ve grown old,

I sit quietly thinking of  the things I could do,

But I never seem ready to quite follow through,

Instead I will wait with my thoughts full of him,

Thoughts tempered with silence without and within.

 

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About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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5 Responses to DEER HUNTING

  1. Salvageable says:

    When I was a child, the first Sunday of deer season was always Laymen Sunday. Pastor had written a sermon, but one of the elders read it from the pulpit. Other elders conducted other parts of the service. Pastor was, of course, in the woods. J.

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  2. DeniseBalog says:

    Blowing windy day here, kept the deer and man silently still in my neck of the woods. Your artwork is beautiful. Especially the shades of purple.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Your poem leaves me thoughtful and reflective. And Paul’s painting perfectly compliments your words. ❤️

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