Remember the smiles and not the tears,
For all of the hunts throughout the years,
Don’t dwell on things left unsaid,
Cherish the memories we had instead.
Like crisp mountain mornings and starry nights,
Or that big trophy stag within our sights.
Dargo camp with friends and family,
These were the moments that meant so much to me.
When peace from nature all around,
Was shattered by that sudden sound,
I always hoped your aim was true,
And smiled with pride for all of you.
So don’t cry for me because life is done,
Hunting the mountains has just begun.
Come autumn may smiles adorn your face,
Knowing I’ve gone hunting….
In a better place.