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Providing opportunities for people with disabilities to enjoy the outdoors through hunting, fishing and recreational activities.
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Sporting Chance by Steve Piper
My hunting days are numbered
at least so does me think.
For the Lord does have that number,
and will take me quick as a wink.
But ‘til He does come take me,
I'll hunt and fish everyday I can,
And I'll do it with my partner,
known as best friend to man.
We've walked ‘bout every field,
from here to settin' sun.
And she's always there beside me,
when the day is done.
The birds they don't come easy,
and my game bag is usually light,
But to me and my friend it doesn't matter
when we come home at night.
She accepts my every weakness,
my disability as well,
For when we're in the field,
I don't think either of us can tell.
The pain that's so prevalent,
when I wake at dawn,
Somehow doesn't matter,
in the time that we are gone.
For hunting and fishing are my life blood,
always in my veins,
And will always be there,
as long as life remains.
I thank the Lord in heaven,
for my life He did enhance
For with friends, His grace and blessing,
I got my "Sporting Chance."
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