Lure of the Chase
Posted on Saturday, May 27, 2017
In: Hunting Poetry
Written by: Michael Sinclair-Smith. 1998
What beats awakening, on a fresh hunting morn? Eating cooked breakfast, before early dawn Questioning your fate, on the approaching ride And the sound of your horse, being led outside. What excites more, than dressing in red? Or is it really pink, as is so often said Strapping on spurs and curling up whip Filling...