Pierson : Writing

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A Story by Pierson


ln the hollow of an old tree, two owls prepared a nest. The owls were excited about their new adventure and wanted their hollow to be the perfect ..
I was told

I was told

A Poem by Pierson


the purpose of life is toloveandgrow.As we get older,friends change.We lead different lives,value different thingsand are less inclinedto compromise.Y..
Opening Morning (a hunter's observations)

Opening Morning (a hunter's observations)

A Poem by Pierson


Waiting listening watching -senses strain againstthe darkness.Dark gives way to grayenough to seedeceptive shadows.The woods stir slowly.Chickadees ..
Cleaning Fish

Cleaning Fish

A Poem by Pierson


January cold damp little snow. Cleaning two fish in the garage- a Rainbow a Brown both gifts. Dad taught me: cut down behind the gill ..