Mossy Oak camo pants

Primos buck call

Scent Shield on my back

Deer heads on the wall

Hoyt calling out my name

TruGlo on the arrow

Range finding trophy game

Rage on the bow

Cabela’s ringing in my ear

Army paint on my face

Beretta gun inflicts fear

Disappear without a trace

Blending in with surrounding trees

Motionless in the stand

Powder blowing in the breeze

Binoculars graze the land

Antlers on the rear view

Truck tires caked with mud

The sky is the perfect shade of blue

Hunting’s in my blood

BY Arielle McCleary