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Where I'm From
I am from a 54-year old house—
grey siding, tucked in the woods,
consumed by oak trees,
deer, and turkeys.
I am from hard work and dedication—
callused hands, body aches, and worn out boots.
“If you are not going to work hard,
don’t bother working.”
I am from a 179 acre farm in Dodge county—
ample wildlife, impeccable scenery, prime habitat:
thousands of oak trees, 28 acres of native prairie,
and 15 acres of food plots.
I am from a duck blind—
crisp mornings in the marsh with friends
and family waiting for the prized drake mallard to
“come from the heavens.”
I am from a treestand—
25 feet above the ground watching the woods,
anticipating, waiting for that mature
buck to come into range.
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